I’m not scared of you and you can’t make me laugh!
So this giant creep of a man came into the bookstore today and needed help finding half a dozen books. We were working short handed, so busy though i was i ended up helping him. He didn’t know any authors for the books so i began looking them up on the computer. I’m not really sure why he thought this was the best time to start telling really stupid jokes, but he thought he was hilarious. I DID NOT.
I’m not a complete bitch. I smiled politely at his failed attempt at humor (while i was trying to do the work of 3 people), but this was not good enough for him. He called me out saying, “Most people fall out laughing at my jokes and you just give me a little grin.”
What could i say? “I didn’t think your stupid jokes were funny so i didn’t laugh.” Or maybe “i was just distracted by the wad of tobacco the size of a child’s fist that you have lodged in your cheek.” I went with plan C….i pretended i hadn’t heard anything he had said after telling me the book titles, said i was needed at the register, and passed “the comedian” off to my manager.
