Conversation between me and a retarded (seriously) clerk at the Daley Center while trying to get my I.D. back.
Clerk: Lathmame.
Me: What?
Clerk: Lathanme.
Me: What?
Clerk: I meed eeor apthemame!
Me:
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY?! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, I CANNOT UNDERSTAND YOU AND YOUR FUCKING RETARD LISP!! I AM NEVER GETTING OUT OF HERE BECAUSE OF YOU!! HOW ARE YOU ALLOWED TO INTERACT WITH PEOPLE?!?! HOW?!? ...what?
Clerk: Lathtmame!
Me:
JUST GIVE ME MY FUCKING ID!! I CAN'T GOD DAMNED TAKE THIS ANY MORE!! ENUNCIATE AND GIVE. ME. MY....wait...are you saying you want my
'last name'?
Clerk: Yeth!
Me: Oh.
lol! And he probably makes more money than me! At least he has benefits!
ReplyDeleteDo you mean you're going to hell because you knew what the person wanted to entire time?
ReplyDeleteIf so, yeah, that's not cool, you're hell-bound!
Doug
tobeajd.blogspot.com
I had no idea what he wanted. It dawned on me in the middle of ranting to myself.
ReplyDeleteAh, you're fine then, Nick!
ReplyDeleteWe can't all be expected to understand gibberish on the first attempt.
Doug