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Chapter 4
by
Owmyballs
My lame ass job
Asshole customers
I get up around ten in the morning to get ready to go to work. I work at a dry cleaners/ coin laundry called %$** cleaners. Every day I'm reminded of the age old adage this job would be great if it weren't for the asshole customers. And boy do we get a plethora of dickheads and entitled Karens in this place.
Case in point, today I'm wearing a short black dress, fishnet stockings and a pair of Mary Jane's along with black lipstick and heavy eyeliner. This Karen comes up to the counter and she's a real old biddy. She stairs at my crotch." You know the least you could do is tuck it!" Now I don't know how many futas or trans people are reading this but I'm sure you could all attest to how uncomfortable it is to work a ten hour shift tucked.
Being the employee of the month material that I am I respond with." You know the least you could do is suck it." Wow does she get steamed. If she was a cartoon character she'd have a work whistle popping out of her head blowing steam and smoke pouring out of her nostrils.
" I don't have to put up with your shit, I was a back up singer for the Spice Girls!" My response to that." Yeah,which one were you, Old Spice?" In a huff she hands me a dry cleaning invoice." Just get my clothes, your manager is gonna hear about this!"
I just smile and go in back to get her dry cleaning. While she's not looking I pick my nose and get a big green booger out and put it on one of her dresses. Yes sir, I'm employee of the month! With sweet sarcasm." Here you go ma'am." I ring her up and give her the change." You have a yourself a super duper weekend now." She tells me to go fuck myself then walks out. With her back turned I flip her the bird. Yep great customer service is what you can count on from me!
Finally my shift ends
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