Immortalicide wrote:It comes from lactating vegetarian ladies* you noob!!!!!
*FACT!
One of my favourite stories from Woolworths (sorry if I've already told this one) goes like this:
I was working the entertainment counter one Christmas eve. I forget which year it was, but I'm pretty sure it was the year the first Xbox was released. If not it was the year after because they were still pretty hot shit. About 4pm, I come to my four-million-six-hundred-and-thiry-four-thousand-one-hundred-and-seventh customer (yes, I did count), a chap who looked like he was in his late thirtys, maybe early fourties. He comes to the counter and asks "Do you have any Xboxes left?". We sold out about five hours prior, so I let him know this (politley of course), to which he responded "Well, what am I supposed to do then?"
I DON'T FUCKING KNOW! WHY DON'T YOU START BY LOVING YOUR SON ENOUGH TO GET THIS SHIT DONE EARLIER?!"
Of course, I didn't actually say this, but I would have loved to. Instead I redirected him to HMV in Oxford, happily knowing that he'd probably not get there in time, and even if they did, they'd probably be sold out anyway.