Monday, August 23, 2010

Brown Mucus When Wiping

CASSA 3: SUPERSTIZIONE E SFIGA

arrogant and I think I watch you closer "...... You can do it "... . You tanned fifty youth fell from the low valley, escaped miracle drowning in the sea to make the expert (bello. ... the pool is another thing, no fish, no wave and above has neither rocks nor current) Now you are going to put on the roll that mountain of goods that you have in your cart ... I encourage you mentally "force .... just make things a little at a time, by order, without wishing to enter at all costs in the Guinness Book of Records for the highest spending ever undertaken, and more quickly .... . I look at you and I know that all my hopes will be disappointed ..... I understand the ease with which positions bottles and detergents, straight as monoliths of Easter Island, in the midst of wild berries and eggs ... I suspect from how crumpled toilet paper and chips ..... I feel safe from like smile before looking around Berlusca style cathedral in the face, in search of an appreciation that you are sure, will come .... I am afraid when I hear you say to the wife, "Go ahead basket with us here Check it out "..... I think the crash at some point that echoes throughout the store: Also today, a bottle of Bertolli fry-happy dived on the floor, scattering shards of glass within a radius of five meters and flooding customers within two ..... Bravo! Congratulations! Now you just tell me that in Milan i rulli che potete metterci sopra una piramide di bottiglie di olio e non ne cade una o che le vostre cassiere riescono con una mano a reggere la merce mentre il rullo va e con l'altra farla passare  allo scanner e insacchettarla e io ti premio con una testata in mezzo agli occhi caro il mio abbronzatissimo fenomeno lumbard......
             Anche oggi la transumanza del lunedi pomeriggio e di nuove promozioni ha  visto la nevrosi dell'accaparramento in un susseguirsi di stranezze e annunci.... I had already realized that it was a difficult day when I saw in the parking lot, a motor positioned vertically between a 500 and a panda in '90, two old men, unsteady on his feet, beating each other's holy place for a reason machine in the sixth row against traffic and hordes of employees at the shopping cart of a spasmodic rircerca also be paid in kind, mistaking him with his grandmother or a close relative ..... But when I was assigned the case 3, I was certain that she would one day like all the others ..... And so it was .... The
Case 3 is what I prefer, where I encountered in my early days of nightmare, forgetful of Saturday morning ... a ventilated crate from one location and open to the outside, where you can find behind the watchful eye of the customer who controls what you do with your ATM or suggest to you, invariably wrong, the bar code to be entered for potatoes, you can see children playing in the Swedish context through the bars attached to the column roter or shoplifting, you can block incontinent elderly who see a way out to the bathroom .... a good case that the tail along the fridges of frozen soup is lost to the eye can see along the crates of onions and melons and vegetables to explore, in better days like today, among michette and kisses lady of the bakery in a red dot that snake from the A10 after mid-August, by comparison, looks like a dirt country ....
Superstition is not my forte, but the box 3 has its own charm loser that has always intrigued me, it will be vulnerable to this characteristic on the location, but the best episodes so far I have happened right there ..... It 'been the case that a third night at 21:05 I was presented a Transylvania style that distinguished gentleman in his pallor increased by a dark dress (which I define as more style, "Sleep well" funeral) I muttered in agony and bloodless "Madam can you tell me how is called this song? " I look at him wondering if I understood correctly or given the time, I'm beginning to hear voices like any self-respecting schizophrenic and ask "What song please?" "What we are sending are months now ... I hear it but do not know what is called" I continue to look after 4 hours of continuous noise, hysterical screams of children, desperate mothers, internal and external ad with l'espressività di una foca monaca appisolata al sole di Stintino e cerco una via di uscita a questa situazione.... Chiamo la collega che provvede  a risolvere ogni problema e spiego la situazione ma mi sento urlare nella cornetta "STAI SCHERZANDO  VERO?"...... Si in effetti scherzavo,  ma il senso dell'umorismo si perde davanti a questo vampiro che mi fissa e aspetta da me una risposta....Fino a che, vinta dalla disperazione, opto per un   ".....Forse può chiedere al punto di ascolto........" Il  morto vivente mormora qualcosa, paga il Diabolik che aveva in mano e se ne va chiaramente deluso lasciando una scia di sangue dietro di sè......
        Sempre alla cassa 3 mi si è incastrato un euro tra gli ingranaggi della chiusura del cassetto bloccando tutto per un buon quarto d'ora, in cui ho rischiato la lapidazione con le percocche.......
         In questa postazione due simpatiche signore bergamasche nel loro tipico accento mi spiegavano, alla fine della spesa e  con scontrino già fatto, che i soldi li aveva il marito di una delle due , fuggito in bagno, probabilmente con someone met along the way since the time it began to reappear .... They risked being lynched and I with them ... when you say "I want a reckless life ".......
Ah good times, I remember clinging to things and make you move .... I still wonder how they can exist so many diverse types of human being and not .......

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