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Dec. 19th, 2006 12:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spooky_nineah, the lovely city of san angelo. where 22,000 people don't have water. this includes our hospital, our airport, some schools, and our mall. yes, our mall, my wonderful place of employment.
we got a memo from the mall bosses alerting us to this fact. it also said, in HUGE RED LETTERS, to immediately extinguish all candles, incense, and anything else you have burning in your shops. because the fire alarm/sprinkler system doesn't work. the memo told us not to tell customers this, to avoid creating "undue panic". awesome, right?!
obviously, all the restrooms are out of commission as well. this led to a hilariously awkward exchange between an older gentleman (late 40s) and his three young boys.
the kids are screwing around on the ps3 we have out for demo. the father is strolling around. all of a sudden he turns around and walks hastily walks over to his kids. in a hushed voice he tells them, "we have to leave right now, come on let's go."
the kids start whining, begging him for just a few more minutes. the father says, in a slightly louder voice "NO! we have to go home right now, come on, put the game down!" the kids are pretty much having a hissy fit right about now. they're saying no, begging for a few more minutes, and asking why. the father has pretty much had enough by now. he grabs the controllers out of their hands and slams them back on the stand and says, quite loudly, "WE HAVE TO GO HOME RIGHT NOW, THE BATHROOMS DON'T WORK HERE! NOW COME ON, LET'S GO!!!" and brusquely walks out, his children in tow.
high-larious.
we got a memo from the mall bosses alerting us to this fact. it also said, in HUGE RED LETTERS, to immediately extinguish all candles, incense, and anything else you have burning in your shops. because the fire alarm/sprinkler system doesn't work. the memo told us not to tell customers this, to avoid creating "undue panic". awesome, right?!
obviously, all the restrooms are out of commission as well. this led to a hilariously awkward exchange between an older gentleman (late 40s) and his three young boys.
the kids are screwing around on the ps3 we have out for demo. the father is strolling around. all of a sudden he turns around and walks hastily walks over to his kids. in a hushed voice he tells them, "we have to leave right now, come on let's go."
the kids start whining, begging him for just a few more minutes. the father says, in a slightly louder voice "NO! we have to go home right now, come on, put the game down!" the kids are pretty much having a hissy fit right about now. they're saying no, begging for a few more minutes, and asking why. the father has pretty much had enough by now. he grabs the controllers out of their hands and slams them back on the stand and says, quite loudly, "WE HAVE TO GO HOME RIGHT NOW, THE BATHROOMS DON'T WORK HERE! NOW COME ON, LET'S GO!!!" and brusquely walks out, his children in tow.
high-larious.
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Date: 2006-12-19 11:14 pm (UTC)