Stoopid Unreasonble Bitches
Roxanne pushed the loaded cart straight to the empty cashier and as she put as much stuffs onto the table, the cashier looked at her.
"You married?" the cashier asked as she scanned the products Roxanne brought over. Roxanne looked up to cashier, "What?" she asked and the cashier laughed.
"I can't help noticing the ring on your finger. It's very nice, believe me but you looked quite young." The cashier pointed out as she expertly doing her work. Roxanne looked at her wedding ring on her left ring finger. Then, she took the plastic bags loaded with her stuffs back into the cart.
"You have children? You bought alot of stuffs for two person." The cashier pressed the 'Total' button when she was sure everything was scanned and placed into the plastic bag. Roxanne gave her, her card.
"I'm 20 and yes, I'm married. I have a 1 and a half year old boy at home with my mother. My husband died of car accident a year ago." Roxanne explained as she keyed in her card PIN number with the cashier startled.
"I'm so sorry--" the cashier stuttered but was cut off by Roxanne, "You shouldn't be. It's not your fault my husband died and I have to carry on living on my own. It's not your fault that my husband did not have the chance to see his own son and its also not your fault that you have to know the truth and i have to receive another sympathetic sorriness all over again! But it's your fault that I have to bring it up!" Roxanne hissed as she snatched her card and pushed her cart out of the supermarket in a huff.
--If you're the cashier, what will you do when you get the treatment from Roxanne? If I'm the cashier, I would say, "What do you want me to say when you say your husband's dead? Good for you! Who asked you to get married early." ? Wahahahaahaha! I think I'll say about that!--
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