So, I live near a very rich-y area. I made a run to the local Blockbuster to get some movies. This little punk kid and his friend had been walking around the store looking for something, his friend talking on a cellphone the whole time to some girl. I know this because I can hear her talking when he walks by.
About 20-30 minutes after perusing the selection, I decide on a few movies and head to the check out. The punk kid is in front of me, although technically he cut but I let it slide. He starts talking to the counter clerk and I guess he's checking out something but she tells him he has a fee on his account. She calls a manager to explain his account status. Turns out he had some games out past their due date and past the extended time to return it so he has to pay the remaining amount less the rental fees of what they are worth. He was courteous about it and was quick to say that's fine and he'll pay for it. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out his wallet, thumbs inside it and takes out a fifty dollar bill. The amazing thing about this situation is the kid is probably a high school kid and probably hasn't worked a day in his life to earn his money from good, honest employment.
Anyway, the manager tells the kid that he doesn't have to pay for the tab because his parents came in and paid for him. And what he needs to do is just pick up the games because he owns them now.
Finally, his annoyingly chatty friend walks up to him and says, "Dude, your phone just went dead!" He heads towards his friend at the counter and hands him the dead phone. It's a freaking Blackjack. Must be nice to be a spoiled rich kid!
About 20-30 minutes after perusing the selection, I decide on a few movies and head to the check out. The punk kid is in front of me, although technically he cut but I let it slide. He starts talking to the counter clerk and I guess he's checking out something but she tells him he has a fee on his account. She calls a manager to explain his account status. Turns out he had some games out past their due date and past the extended time to return it so he has to pay the remaining amount less the rental fees of what they are worth. He was courteous about it and was quick to say that's fine and he'll pay for it. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out his wallet, thumbs inside it and takes out a fifty dollar bill. The amazing thing about this situation is the kid is probably a high school kid and probably hasn't worked a day in his life to earn his money from good, honest employment.
Anyway, the manager tells the kid that he doesn't have to pay for the tab because his parents came in and paid for him. And what he needs to do is just pick up the games because he owns them now.
Finally, his annoyingly chatty friend walks up to him and says, "Dude, your phone just went dead!" He heads towards his friend at the counter and hands him the dead phone. It's a freaking Blackjack. Must be nice to be a spoiled rich kid!
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