Conquer Club

Alright y'all I have a short story and then a query of you.

I work as a customer service rep. (which is basically a cashier), at a closeout store (I hate my job). Anyways, a couple of days ago this fat bitch comes through my line and I check her stuff. I tell her the total, and she proceeds to pull her money out from under her bra strap (I've noticed only the big gals do this), and hands me the money, which is soaking wet. She then says "Sorry, my boobs are sweaty." I presume that upon seeing the involuntary look of disgust on my face, she explains that she had been walking all over town, and the day was kinda warm. Of course, since I'm in customer service, I couldn't say anything, I just said "oh that's okay." Now, I'm not squeamish, but really that's kinda gross. I realize that her sweat didn't really make the money any worse than it is, but come on. And I mean they were soaking wet.

My question:

First of all, if you had sweaty-boob money, would you proceed to pay someone with it? And if you did, would you tell them it was sweat? I mean, I would've been much more at ease if she had rolled with "oh yeah, sorry, my money went through the wash." Anyways, the point of this is to rant that some people have no class.

Enjoy

-Tails

oh your so classy aren't you.. fyi i carry my money in my underpants

nietzsche wrote:oh your so classy aren't you.. fyi i carry my money in my underpants

I piss excellence.

-Tails

I would've punched her.

Army of GOD wrote:I would've punched her.

Too easy. Try again.

Army of GOD wrote:I would've punched her.

I like your style.

However rent's gotta be paid.

-TG

Well, you wouldn't need to pay rent where you're going if you did punch her!

Though, I know how you feel. I worked at an amusement park the last two summers and God some of the money I was given was...well...let's say there are cleaner things that come out of my asshole.

LOL, gang, I can top all of that for gross encounters.

Once, back when I was a practicing psychoanalyst, a new patient came in to the polyclinic at which I worked. We had a new charge nurse on the floor who was a real ditz. Anyway, she gave me the wrong chart for this patient. You'll imagine my surprise when I began reading obstetrics orders. At this point I just assumed the maternity floor was full and it must have been an emergency. Well, I'd only delivered a baby once before in my life - back in medical school - but I decided to give it the team spirit. We worked on that patient for the better part of three hours and finally got a baby to come out, no small achievement since - of course - the patient wasn't even pregnant in the first place.

Let me tell you, gang: QUITE A MESS.

saxi, did you made fun of crazy people back then? I bet you set up all kind of crazy tasks for them. I bet you lost your license for asking a wacko lady to perform a hand job on you red penis.

I promised myself i wasn't gonna think dirty anymore.. but it will have to wait until tomorrow.

nietzsche wrote:I promised myself i wasn't gonna think dirty anymore.. but it will have to wait until tomorrow.

Fallen off the wagon already?

-TG

TA1LGUNN3R wrote:

nietzsche wrote:I promised myself i wasn't gonna think dirty anymore.. but it will have to wait until tomorrow.

Fallen off the wagon already?

-TG

Yes, I asked saxi a dirty question, I have started going to church again and I promised el Padre not to do unholy things anymore.

Army of GOD wrote:Well, you wouldn't need to pay rent where you're going if you did punch her!

Though, I know how you feel. I worked at an amusement park the last two summers and God some of the money I was given was...well...let's say there are cleaner things that come out of my asshole.

I once worked as a bank cashier, and my first job in the mornings was to process the payments that had been put in the night safes overnight.
You could tell which satchel was which in advance - the petrol station one stank of petrol, the fish and chip shop one was smell-concentrated-overnight-in-a-bag fishy, the fast food place one was just grease on grease and so on.

jonesthecurl wrote:

Army of GOD wrote:Well, you wouldn't need to pay rent where you're going if you did punch her!

Though, I know how you feel. I worked at an amusement park the last two summers and God some of the money I was given was...well...let's say there are cleaner things that come out of my asshole.

I once worked as a bank cashier, and my first job in the mornings was to process the payments that had been put in the night safes overnight.
You could tell which satchel was which in advance - the petrol station one stank of petrol, the fish and chip shop one was smell-concentrated-overnight-in-a-bag fishy, the fast food place one was just grease on grease and so on.

...........and...............

TA1LGUNN3R wrote:Anyways, a couple of days ago this fat bitch comes through my line and I check her stuff. I tell her the total, and she proceeds to pull her money out from under her bra strap (I've noticed only the big gals do this), and hands me the money, which is soaking wet.

TA1LGUNN3R, I know exactly which woman you met - it was this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feo8Q7iX ... re=related.

sorry...not ALL women do! I actually carry a purse... money is filthy , never did understand why people stick it in spots on there body that would let it touch their skin!

Empress Wu wrote:

TA1LGUNN3R wrote:Anyways, a couple of days ago this fat bitch comes through my line and I check her stuff. I tell her the total, and she proceeds to pull her money out from under her bra strap (I've noticed only the big gals do this), and hands me the money, which is soaking wet.

TA1LGUNN3R, I know exactly which woman you met - it was this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feo8Q7iX ... re=related.

Yeah, something like that. Only it must've been her after about 3 kids and a 100 extra pounds later. And pale.

-TG

TA1LGUNN3R wrote:Alright y'all I have a short story and then a query of you.

I work as a customer service rep. (which is basically a cashier), at a closeout store (I hate my job). Anyways, a couple of days ago this fat bitch comes through my line and I check her stuff. I tell her the total, and she proceeds to pull her money out from under her bra strap (I've noticed only the big gals do this), and hands me the money, which is soaking wet. She then says "Sorry, my boobs are sweaty." I presume that upon seeing the involuntary look of disgust on my face, she explains that she had been walking all over town, and the day was kinda warm. Of course, since I'm in customer service, I couldn't say anything, I just said "oh that's okay." Now, I'm not squeamish, but really that's kinda gross. I realize that her sweat didn't really make the money any worse than it is, but come on. And I mean they were soaking wet.

My question:

First of all, if you had sweaty-boob money, would you proceed to pay someone with it? And if you did, would you tell them it was sweat? I mean, I would've been much more at ease if she had rolled with "oh yeah, sorry, my money went through the wash." Anyways, the point of this is to rant that some people have no class.

Enjoy

-Tails

Some things are better left untold you know ! But you do realise that if she would've been hot you wouldn't complained at all! What if a super hot girl leant over the counter and said "I hope you don't mind they're a bit wet I've had them in my bra all day"? I don't think you would've complained about sweaty money if that was the case !

As part of my job, i have to vaccum floorboards and wash windows of cars...

there are a couple of cars that top sweaty fat lady boob money...

like i vaccumed up a dead roach from one car..
and one car had a layer of mold nearly an inch thick.
not to mention the number of cars that i've had to vaccum out toenail clippings from.

Gillipig wrote:

TA1LGUNN3R wrote:Alright y'all I have a short story and then a query of you.

I work as a customer service rep. (which is basically a cashier), at a closeout store (I hate my job). Anyways, a couple of days ago this fat bitch comes through my line and I check her stuff. I tell her the total, and she proceeds to pull her money out from under her bra strap (I've noticed only the big gals do this), and hands me the money, which is soaking wet. She then says "Sorry, my boobs are sweaty." I presume that upon seeing the involuntary look of disgust on my face, she explains that she had been walking all over town, and the day was kinda warm. Of course, since I'm in customer service, I couldn't say anything, I just said "oh that's okay." Now, I'm not squeamish, but really that's kinda gross. I realize that her sweat didn't really make the money any worse than it is, but come on. And I mean they were soaking wet.

My question:

First of all, if you had sweaty-boob money, would you proceed to pay someone with it? And if you did, would you tell them it was sweat? I mean, I would've been much more at ease if she had rolled with "oh yeah, sorry, my money went through the wash." Anyways, the point of this is to rant that some people have no class.

Enjoy

-Tails

Some things are better left untold you know ! But you do realise that if she would've been hot you wouldn't complained at all! What if a super hot girl leant over the counter and said "I hope you don't mind they're a bit wet I've had them in my bra all day"? I don't think you would've complained about sweaty money if that was the case !

Of course he wouldn't complain, that's a completely different scenario.

Frankly, I don't even see how you drew that connection...