I visited Walmart today. I usually try to avoid that place at all costs because of how skanky that place is. Unfortunately, there wasn't an alternative. I'm standing in line (checkout), with my one item, for what feels like 57hours. The customer who's ahead of me, checking out, has a a ton of groceries. Among his various items, is a honey dew melon. The cashier (african guy with a wicked thick kunta accent) asks the customer what is it. The customer (being that he's a male) says, "It's definately a melon. I think it's honeydew." The cashier looks puzzled. "Honey--- doo?", he asks. Me and another female customer assert the cashier that the strange round fruit that he's holding in his hand is, in fact, a honeydew melon. He still gives us a puzzled stare. I'm not sure what was going on in his head at this point.
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Maybe he thought that all three of us facebook'd eachother that morning and decided that we were going to meet up at Walmart to play a game. After meeting up in the Walmart parking lot we all decided that it would be superfunny to trick the first African that we saw inside the store. One of us decided to bring a funny-lookin', greenish round thing to the store. We were going to trick the African into guessing the name of this funny-lookin' thing. After a few beers before entering the store.. we managed to come up with a name for this funny-lookin' thing---Honeydoo. To make matters even funnier, we would lie and tell him that this Honeydoo is actually spelled, "Honeydew", just because of how funny the name looks in writing. To top it off, we all agreed that we'd call it a type of fruit. Unbeknownst to him, we're totally lying!
.......Who knows what he thought!!!!
So the cashier searched his special cashier catalog for the item # so that he could ring it up. Well, he searched and continued to search to no avail. Every few second he'd look up from the catalog and repeat, "Honey--du?". His question would be followed by an extremely frustrated, "Yes", from all three of us people waiting in line. He looks at me and asks me if I could find 'honeydew' on his cashier item list. It took me about 2 seconds to locate the frignig 'honeydew'. I pointed it out to him. It took him about an additional 5 minutes (maybe i'm embellishing a bit) to locate the word 'honeydew' AGAIN. I don't think he knew how to read... spell. Who knows?!
My question is: With a 10% (i could be making numbers up) unemployment rate... why do people continue to hire THESE brainless fucktards over capable citizens who can actually 'catch a clue' (and who have experience eating honey dew melons)?
...pisses me the hell off. The republican came out of me for a second there.
