[nitpick]Oxycontin is a painkiller not a psychotrophic.[/nitpick] Guin, Malt vinegar is just made with malted grain instead of wine. It’s still pretty much just vinegar but it has a darker color. If you’ve ever been to a fish and chips shop, that’s what’s on the tables.
Kudos to the cashier for refusing to apologize, and kudos to the store owner for backing him up.
It sounds like that customer may have been mentally unstable. The manager should have realized that and just called the cops if she refused to leave the store. Of the four principle fuckhats in the story, it’s hard to pick who’s the biggest. I’m going to say that the store mangers are worse because they knew that lady was full of shit and fired the cashier anyway. I hope the union continues to give this company the butt reaming that it so richly deserves.
Sorry, the story I read did mention it is a painkiller, but is misused by people who crush the tablets and snort them to induce a “heroin-like” high. At least according to the layman’s definition of psychotropic (“acting on the mind”), the misuse qualifies, although the approved purpose of the drug may not.
But I thought that was too much to put in the parentheses.
Bwahaha! Thanks for reminding me. I’d forgotten about that. I had to explain it to my gf, after I stopped laughing, when I first heard it, because I was laughing so loud she couldn’t hear the TV. The mental images I had, of dipshit stoners going into contractions on the dance floor of some dance club, were priceless, even if they weren’t accurate.
Regarding the OP, they’re all a bunch of fucktards, except the poor cashier.
And then the manager who fired him gets fired in turn, and is now mad at the original guy. And the original guy now wants that manager’s boss canned in turn.
… And mom refuses to believe video evidence that her kid got himself in trouble of his own free will.
dang. Must be one boring neighborhood/town they live in…
I had an experience with a mentally unstable customer who threw a bag of donuts at me when I made a mistake ringing her up. She ran from the store screaming like a banshee. I cleaned up the splattered donuts, a little shaken by the incident. She returned, and demanded I give back her bag of donuts. I stammered that they had smashed when she threw them at me, at which she began to shout that I had eaten her donuts. The manager, witness of the entire incident, came over and demanded I apologize. I did, just to try to end the situation. Afterwards, he reamed me out for making the customer leave the store “unhappy.”
And you know, if he had refused to sell Amoeba Boy the vinegar, Mommy Dearest would have charged into the store, DEMANDING to know why they wouldn’t sell her Pwecious the vinegar.
Back when I was in high school, my girlfriend’s brother drank the better part of a bottle of vinegar over the course of a day. He had to take a drug test for the Army the next day, and had been told (by some bonehead friend) that drinking vinegar was a sure-fire way to fool a piss test. He’d been smoking weed the week before, but I don’t remember whether he passed or not.
So maybe this kid was trying to fake out a drug test??
