On the outside you’re like:
But on the inside:
All right, people. It’s that time of year again. Don’t try to deny it. You’ve already seen the signs.
The inexplicably sharp plastic nettles. The bulbs that explode into glitter at the slightest touch. The endless yards of red velvet causing potential fire hazards over floors and walls.
Customer: What is that?
Me: Rude customers.
So I work at target now and one of my favorite things to do when I hear something in the next aisle fall is to drop what I’m doing and stand at the end of that aisle like so:
When customers catch your eye from far away but don’t say anything, and then you stand there awkwardly as they walk closer to you, wondering if they actually need help or if they’re going to just walk right by you.
Seal with a data-logger on it’s head. [x]
"LOOK! LOOK! I’M A NARWAL!"
I’ve been laughing for about 20 minutes now
IF YOU THINK FOR ONE SECOND THAT SLAPPING A HALLOWEEN WRAPPER ON SOMETHING IS GOING TO MAKE ME WANT IT MORE THEN YOU ARE absolutely correct i’ll take 50.