Working retail on Black Friday, is one of the most challenging events a young adult could ever face. All those desperate women, fighting for the last of the last, begging you to help them out. It was like last call at any bar U.S.A. I tell ya...if it wasnt for the fact that they were after a George Foreman grill, I would so be turned on.
But the women werent the only one's that were desperate.
As I stood next to my new friend Christine, bagging the early shopper's purchases, we laughed and made comments about the weird shoppers.
CHRISTINE: Did you see what that one lady got?
ME: You mean all those grannie panties?
CHRISTINE: Yes!
ME: I know! Why doesnt she just wear a shirt that says: "VIRGIN AND PROUD OF IT!"?
CHRISTINE: Or even, "YOU WONT SEE THIS MOMMY KISSING SANTA!"
ME: No. No, dude. No.
CHRISTINE: Shut up. Mine was good!
ME: Yeah. No.
It was all fine holiday fun and games until this thin, 30-year old looking, bald guy with horse teeth started to talk to us.
GUY: WOW...dont you two look lovely? You both have really nice eyes.
Which was true. We both have blue eyes. And set against our dark brown hair, we were both total knockouts, if I do say so myself. Except, nothing about my features was au natural. Thank God for L'Oréal #5 and 1-800 CONTACTS.
So we thanked him, and continued scanning and bagging his purchases, while he continued to talk. To me.
GUY: So, I know you, but I dont think I've met you before. Are you new here?
ME: Oh, well, sorta, kinda. It's kinda like a test-out sorta thing, you know?
GUY: Oh, ok, that's cool. Right on.
ME: Yeah. Right on...
GUY: And so if you get the job, your gonna work cashier right?
ME: Oh, I dont know. I guess. Maybe.
GUY: You should. I think you'd be real great at it. You have that special sorta something thing with customers.
ME: Thanks.
CHRISTINE: That'll be $212.59.
As this guy, paid for his purchases, I realized his voice was really familiar. I just didnt know where from.
CHRISTINE: $7.41 is your change, and you have a nice day.
GUY: Thanks. It was nice talking to you...to you...
ME: Oh, um...Luke.
GUY: Luke. I'm Ken. Ken Carr. See you later.
CHRISTINE: Oh my...do you know who that was?
ME: Yeah. He said, "Ken. Ken Carr." The fool thinks he's James Bond. Werent you listening?
CHRISTINE: No! That was Ken! Ken Carr from the radio!
ME: From 93.7 KRQ?
CHRISTINE: No! From 104.1 The Point!
ME: He switched stations? When did that happen?
CHRISTINE: Hello?! That's not the point! He was hitting on you!
ME: Shut up, liar! He was not hitting on me. He was talking to me.
CHRISTINE: Exactly.
ME: Besides, he said , we both have nice eyes. Remember?
But the women werent the only one's that were desperate.
As I stood next to my new friend Christine, bagging the early shopper's purchases, we laughed and made comments about the weird shoppers.
CHRISTINE: Did you see what that one lady got?
ME: You mean all those grannie panties?
CHRISTINE: Yes!
ME: I know! Why doesnt she just wear a shirt that says: "VIRGIN AND PROUD OF IT!"?
CHRISTINE: Or even, "YOU WONT SEE THIS MOMMY KISSING SANTA!"
ME: No. No, dude. No.
CHRISTINE: Shut up. Mine was good!
ME: Yeah. No.
It was all fine holiday fun and games until this thin, 30-year old looking, bald guy with horse teeth started to talk to us.
GUY: WOW...dont you two look lovely? You both have really nice eyes.
Which was true. We both have blue eyes. And set against our dark brown hair, we were both total knockouts, if I do say so myself. Except, nothing about my features was au natural. Thank God for L'Oréal #5 and 1-800 CONTACTS.
So we thanked him, and continued scanning and bagging his purchases, while he continued to talk. To me.
GUY: So, I know you, but I dont think I've met you before. Are you new here?
ME: Oh, well, sorta, kinda. It's kinda like a test-out sorta thing, you know?
GUY: Oh, ok, that's cool. Right on.
ME: Yeah. Right on...
GUY: And so if you get the job, your gonna work cashier right?
ME: Oh, I dont know. I guess. Maybe.
GUY: You should. I think you'd be real great at it. You have that special sorta something thing with customers.
ME: Thanks.
CHRISTINE: That'll be $212.59.
As this guy, paid for his purchases, I realized his voice was really familiar. I just didnt know where from.
CHRISTINE: $7.41 is your change, and you have a nice day.
GUY: Thanks. It was nice talking to you...to you...
ME: Oh, um...Luke.
GUY: Luke. I'm Ken. Ken Carr. See you later.
CHRISTINE: Oh my...do you know who that was?
ME: Yeah. He said, "Ken. Ken Carr." The fool thinks he's James Bond. Werent you listening?
CHRISTINE: No! That was Ken! Ken Carr from the radio!
ME: From 93.7 KRQ?
CHRISTINE: No! From 104.1 The Point!
ME: He switched stations? When did that happen?
CHRISTINE: Hello?! That's not the point! He was hitting on you!
ME: Shut up, liar! He was not hitting on me. He was talking to me.
CHRISTINE: Exactly.
ME: Besides, he said , we both have nice eyes. Remember?
CHRISTINE: Yeah, but he was talking only to you.
ME: Oh, and so it's my fault I've got the gift of gab? Besides, Ken Carr is not gay. He has a wife. They did a afternoon show, remember?
CHRISTINE: No. Dude, I dont think he has a wife. I think he likes the boys, if you know what I...
CHRISTINE: No. Dude, I dont think he has a wife. I think he likes the boys, if you know what I...
ME: Will you stop talking and just scan? Sheesh.
I wondered if Christine was right. Was Ken Carr gay? I mean, I know radio DJ's can be gay, but it never really crosses your mind. You just turn the radio on, hope the DJ's say and play something witty, and then you just turn em' off and continue with life. These local celebrities really dont play a factor in your life, as much as the one's showcased on the cover of US Weekly. But these local celebrities dont flirt with people like you and me. They flirt with other celebrities. Right?
And then it happened. Yesterday morning, I'd thought I'd tune in to 104.1 to chek out this Ken Carr fellow, and he totally gave Kohl's a good name, which did not make me feel so good.
KEN CARR: So I go into Kohl's for my After-Thanksgiving-Day Sale, and I gotta say...Kohl's is my new favorite place! I mean, the people there are so awesome and they make you feel real comfortable. And when you go to buy your stuff, you feel like your talking to a friend and not someone who just wants your money. I'm telling you...shop at Kohl's everyone!
I wondered if Christine was right. Was Ken Carr gay? I mean, I know radio DJ's can be gay, but it never really crosses your mind. You just turn the radio on, hope the DJ's say and play something witty, and then you just turn em' off and continue with life. These local celebrities really dont play a factor in your life, as much as the one's showcased on the cover of US Weekly. But these local celebrities dont flirt with people like you and me. They flirt with other celebrities. Right?
And then it happened. Yesterday morning, I'd thought I'd tune in to 104.1 to chek out this Ken Carr fellow, and he totally gave Kohl's a good name, which did not make me feel so good.
KEN CARR: So I go into Kohl's for my After-Thanksgiving-Day Sale, and I gotta say...Kohl's is my new favorite place! I mean, the people there are so awesome and they make you feel real comfortable. And when you go to buy your stuff, you feel like your talking to a friend and not someone who just wants your money. I'm telling you...shop at Kohl's everyone!
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