I usually used to come to work, and the boss would leave (a health food store). Lately it's been going down in sales, not that I care much, I still got payed. So a week ago I come in, but the guy doesn't frikkin' leave!! So I'm stacking stuff on the shelves.
A workout buddy comes in, who I haven't seen in a few weeks, and starts talking to me about how he needs cheap supplements (I usually got the dude cheap proteins and stuff). I'm like "Shup up man! not in front of the boss!"
so we go to the back and start talking. I tell him yeah I can get him some cheap protein, but he'd have to call me later!
So he leaves. The boss looks at me and says "what did that guy want?" I'm like "He was just checking prices". The boss goes "that guy used to buy a lot from here, what happened?". So I go "i don't know, he says he can get cheaper downtown"

I go back to stacking, and the boss follows me and asks "Where do you buy your stuff?"
(the guy was a cheapass who never gave me good deals) So I figured I'll frikkin' scare him, I go "I buy all my stuff on the internet now" the dude just looks at me with shock. Then he goes "So you're taking away my business, customers walk in and you sell them your stuff and not mine?". I got pissed and I go "buddy, when I come here my job is to sell what's here. What I buy I buy for myself, because it's too expensive buying from you. Besides, my career is Computers, Health is just a hobby to me...". The guy goes "Ok, don't worry about it" and I got back to stacking. One hour later he goes "Listen, these couple of days have been really slow, and we're not making enough to even pay your salary..." and so on and so forth. So I just pack my bag and leave.

to add insult to injury, I go to the gym on monday, and half through my workout, I feel nauseous, so I leave, hoping to get better. By the evening I have fever, dizzyness, sore throat, etc... and here I am this afternoon, hot as a grill, taking mega doses of garlic and echinacea.

Well, there you have it, praise it, lament it, flame it, I feel a bit better now, later guys...

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So either way, I would have done the same.

Shagwell, I do remember Chewied, but I couln't remember who it was at first, I forgot it was that dog thing from star wars, Han Solo's chum, or whatever he was.

Special-bill, WWJD? he'd probably buy his supplements from me! hah hah!

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"Mr. Phillips, are you honestly telling me that people are really going to believe that I'm the 'before,' and he's the 'after'?"