Sunday, December 04, 2005

Merry F**king Xmas

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Because San Francisco is America with a pierced tongue and tattoos, you don't always get service with a saccharin smile.  Mostly you do though - pearly white teeth and hollow 'how are yous?'.  Which is why I so enjoyed my trip to Trader Joe's supermarket this morning.

The guy on the check out looked pissed - in both the American and British sense.

"Hello!"  said I.

"Jesus f***king Christ" said he, "they've put the f*ucking Holiday music on.  Rudolph the f**k nosed f*ucking deer.  I need to get a f*cking job man, I need to get outta here".

Now THAT is service with a smile. I was laughing all the way home.

4 Dec 2005 18:28:18 | Nonsense

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