It's easier to get a date on here through erotic services. How sad is that?
I've come to the conclusion that the internet blows for dating. Women and Men both see it as some grocery store for ass which they will never attain (it's like online shopping - of course you want the best ass (Nordstroms) but you don't have a job or success (or looks) to afford it (Walmart)).
Since I can't find the appropriate 'suggestion' link on the Target web site, and given that asking for a manager at Target these days inevitably results in the extraordinarily un-sudden appearance of a angst-ridden, tattoed, peirced, gum-chewing high school outcast specifically trained not only to not give a flying fuck, but also to shield real store management (pronounced "adults") from having to deal with any actual suggestions or complaints.
So here are my suggestions:
1) Hire some fucking adults. I dispise having to deal with your infantile army of gum-chewing retards as they make their first forays into the mysteries of facial hair and body art.
2) Hire a produce manager who eats fruits and vegetables.
3) Having been a cheerleader doesn't qualify a person for management. In fact, the opposite may be true.
4) Angel hair pasta isn't really made from angel hair. You don't have to charge more for it.
3) Red makes me angry. Don't act so suprised when I'm an asshole at the register.
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It's easier to get a date on here through erotic services. How sad is that?
I've come to the conclusion that the internet blows for dating. Women and Men both see it as some grocery store for ass which they will never attain (it's like online shopping - of course you want the best ass (Nordstroms) but you don't have a job or success (or looks) to afford it (Walmart)).
Have a good life CL.
Since I can't find the appropriate 'suggestion' link on the Target web site, and given that asking for a manager at Target these days inevitably results in the extraordinarily un-sudden appearance of a angst-ridden, tattoed, peirced, gum-chewing high school outcast specifically trained not only to not give a flying fuck, but also to shield real store management (pronounced "adults") from having to deal with any actual suggestions or complaints.
So here are my suggestions:
1) Hire some fucking adults. I dispise having to deal with your infantile army of gum-chewing retards as they make their first forays into the mysteries of facial hair and body art.
2) Hire a produce manager who eats fruits and vegetables.
3) Having been a cheerleader doesn't qualify a person for management. In fact, the opposite may be true.
4) Angel hair pasta isn't really made from angel hair. You don't have to charge more for it.
3) Red makes me angry. Don't act so suprised when I'm an asshole at the register.
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