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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Winn Dixie can suck my ass

I purposely avoid the Walmart by my home because it is the only one open on this side of the river and all the people from Orleans Parish and the Eastbank of Jefferson Parish are infesting my Wally and you can't fucking move in there. So off I went to the WD. I did my shopping, found all that I needed and then moved to the new self check out machine area things. WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THESE THINGS? All I heard was "The weight of the product does not match what was scanned. Assistance is on the way." First off, assistance took its sweet ass time being on the way. Secondly, just let me scan my shit, bag it and go and shut the holy hell UP. By the time I left, the two men behind me were aghast at the language that came out of my very sweet looking mouth. I mean, to the naked untrained eye, I seem like a nice girl who probably blushes when she says "darn." So to let the "fucks" and all variations thereof fly at will LOUDLY, it tends to shock people. I wish I had given enough of a shit to check out their reactions. I bet it was fucking priceless.

Elizabeth at 5:12 PM

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at 7:31 PM Blogger Annejelynn said...

lovely title - what is Winn Dixie?

 
at 7:59 PM Blogger Southern Fried Girl said...

It is a grocery store here in the dirty south.

 
at 10:51 PM Blogger Kami said...

I've gotten some looks before when the fucks have flown out of my sweet mouth. Funny as shit.

That movie, Because of Winn Dixie, had me crying once or twice. Damn dogs.

 
at 6:26 AM Blogger Danielle said...

Southern Fried I cannot deal with those machines I just want to smash them with baseball bats.....i mean......yea they ar enot user friendly!

 
at 8:57 AM Blogger mamalujo1 said...

I've gotten to where I can use them mostly successfully, but what REALLY pisses me off is how you have to get the check out person to look at your ID for a birthdate whenyou buy beer. I buy A LOT of beer, and this is a pain in the ass because they take their sweet time.

 
at 9:14 AM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

Winn Dixie can suck my ass..now that is priceless.
We used to have those here in good ole TN but they all went out of business I reckon.
I use the self check out at Kroger and it does the same shit. Pisses me off but not enough to actually go through the real check out line and deal with the teenage cashier who has an attitude and doesn't realize I had a very bad day and could knock all her front teeth out in 2 seconds flat.
:)

 
at 9:59 AM Blogger Nessa said...

bwahahahaha - that is so funny!

 
at 11:14 AM Blogger Becky said...

LOL! I hate those stupid ass fucking machines lol
I just used it yesterday for the first time ( I NEVER go to WD) and had the same shit happen!!!
Publix is da bomb baby

 

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