I have been doing absolutely nothing since my last day of work, which I guess isnt a bad thing, Since Id been working my ass off leading up to the closing of my lab I had gotten used to not having any free time, now that I have all this free time I dont know what to do with it. On Monday Im going to start looking for a job. We shall see what fate has in store for me next week.
Id been promising the prissy bitch story for a while, so here it is. Last Thursday, the last day of my lab, a girl and her mom came in and dropped off three rolls of film. The girl was being a complete bitch to everyone.
On one of the rolls were photos of her 18th birthday. This is an important piece of information for later in the story. Another roll had photos of her and her friends at high school graduation. The last roll had photos of prom.
All three cameras were disposable, also an important piece of information.
I told them I would have them ready in an hour. The girl continued to be a pain in the ass; she didnt see why it should take so long. I pointed out that I (my lab) are a 1-hour-photo and that is how long it was going to take to get hers done.
On the roll with the prom pics, at the end of the roll there were photos of her and her date in a cheep motel. A really cheep motel by the looks of it. The photos were of her and the guy having sex. All in all, not a big deal. I see that kind of stuff all the time. As Im watching the photos come out of the machine, two things occurred to me. First, disposable cameras dont have self-timers on them. Some of the photos were taken my holding the camera at arms length, but many were taken from farther away. Second, that dick doesnt look like the one she was sucking in one of the other photos. Hmmm.
She and her mom showed up after about 40 minutes. The photos were done, but I didnt have a chance to get them logged and priced yet. I told them it was going to take another ten minutes. The girl continues to be a bitch. I turn around and start to finish her order and she says, Well then hurry up you fat fuck. I turn back and say something along the lines of what the hell did you just call me. She walks away.
Im a big guy. Being overweight is something that Ive dealt with most of my life. It is something that Ive been teased about growing up and is a sanative subject for me. To have that little bitch say that to me. Words cant express how pissed off she made me.
The last piece of important info you need to know about this story is that it is my last day on the job. I dont have to hold anything back from the asshole guest. Its not like Ill ever work there again.
She comes back in ten minutes; I putter around and make her wait the full hour. As Im walking up to the counter her mom pulls out her checkbook to pay. I set the envelopes down but keep my hands on them because the girl is ready to swipe them off the counter to get them from me.
The following is the gist of the conversation
Mom: How much do I own you? (I need to point out that her mom was nice, which only made me feel worse for what I was about to do)
Me: Actually before I can release these photos I need to know if she is of legal age (Remember the birthday party? I already know shes 18. The photos could have been taken before her birthday but that really doesnt matter to me)
Mom: (confessed look and her face) What?
Me: Federal law prohibits me from selling pornographic images of minors. I need to determine if she is of legal age of consent. (At this point the girls eyes get wide and all the color drains out of her face.)
Girl: Just give me my photos (She reaches for them but I pull them back)
Mom: What are you talking about? They're pics of my daughters graduation. (mom looks at girl) What is he talking about?
Me: The photos in question appear to have been taken after a school dance.
Girl: Mom
Mom: She is my daughter and is 18 (angry, but not at me)
Me as Im ringing her up: Im sorry to ask but as I said federal law requires that
Mom: I understandthank you
The girl made one more attempt at taking the photos but her mom stopped her. Mom put them in her bag and turned around and left. The girl stood there for a moment stunned. I said that if she hadnt been such a bitch and called me that, that I wouldnt have said anything. I was about to tell her that after today, every time her mom saw her eat a hot dog she would think of the photos of her giving two guys blowjobs and getting double teamed in a cheep hotel. She turned and left before I could say it, so instead I said have a nice day.
Ok, I do feel a little bad for what I did. Maybe Im a horrible person for doing it, I dont know. All I know is that after the shitty way the store where my lab was at had been treating me for the past two weeks. And after all the bullshit I had to put up with from customers, in that moment I snapped. She hit a nerve with what she called me and I struck back.
Id been promising the prissy bitch story for a while, so here it is. Last Thursday, the last day of my lab, a girl and her mom came in and dropped off three rolls of film. The girl was being a complete bitch to everyone.
On one of the rolls were photos of her 18th birthday. This is an important piece of information for later in the story. Another roll had photos of her and her friends at high school graduation. The last roll had photos of prom.
All three cameras were disposable, also an important piece of information.
I told them I would have them ready in an hour. The girl continued to be a pain in the ass; she didnt see why it should take so long. I pointed out that I (my lab) are a 1-hour-photo and that is how long it was going to take to get hers done.
On the roll with the prom pics, at the end of the roll there were photos of her and her date in a cheep motel. A really cheep motel by the looks of it. The photos were of her and the guy having sex. All in all, not a big deal. I see that kind of stuff all the time. As Im watching the photos come out of the machine, two things occurred to me. First, disposable cameras dont have self-timers on them. Some of the photos were taken my holding the camera at arms length, but many were taken from farther away. Second, that dick doesnt look like the one she was sucking in one of the other photos. Hmmm.
She and her mom showed up after about 40 minutes. The photos were done, but I didnt have a chance to get them logged and priced yet. I told them it was going to take another ten minutes. The girl continues to be a bitch. I turn around and start to finish her order and she says, Well then hurry up you fat fuck. I turn back and say something along the lines of what the hell did you just call me. She walks away.
Im a big guy. Being overweight is something that Ive dealt with most of my life. It is something that Ive been teased about growing up and is a sanative subject for me. To have that little bitch say that to me. Words cant express how pissed off she made me.
The last piece of important info you need to know about this story is that it is my last day on the job. I dont have to hold anything back from the asshole guest. Its not like Ill ever work there again.
She comes back in ten minutes; I putter around and make her wait the full hour. As Im walking up to the counter her mom pulls out her checkbook to pay. I set the envelopes down but keep my hands on them because the girl is ready to swipe them off the counter to get them from me.
The following is the gist of the conversation
Mom: How much do I own you? (I need to point out that her mom was nice, which only made me feel worse for what I was about to do)
Me: Actually before I can release these photos I need to know if she is of legal age (Remember the birthday party? I already know shes 18. The photos could have been taken before her birthday but that really doesnt matter to me)
Mom: (confessed look and her face) What?
Me: Federal law prohibits me from selling pornographic images of minors. I need to determine if she is of legal age of consent. (At this point the girls eyes get wide and all the color drains out of her face.)
Girl: Just give me my photos (She reaches for them but I pull them back)
Mom: What are you talking about? They're pics of my daughters graduation. (mom looks at girl) What is he talking about?
Me: The photos in question appear to have been taken after a school dance.
Girl: Mom
Mom: She is my daughter and is 18 (angry, but not at me)
Me as Im ringing her up: Im sorry to ask but as I said federal law requires that
Mom: I understandthank you
The girl made one more attempt at taking the photos but her mom stopped her. Mom put them in her bag and turned around and left. The girl stood there for a moment stunned. I said that if she hadnt been such a bitch and called me that, that I wouldnt have said anything. I was about to tell her that after today, every time her mom saw her eat a hot dog she would think of the photos of her giving two guys blowjobs and getting double teamed in a cheep hotel. She turned and left before I could say it, so instead I said have a nice day.
Ok, I do feel a little bad for what I did. Maybe Im a horrible person for doing it, I dont know. All I know is that after the shitty way the store where my lab was at had been treating me for the past two weeks. And after all the bullshit I had to put up with from customers, in that moment I snapped. She hit a nerve with what she called me and I struck back.
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but i need all money in because i have to make the reservation a week before the 25th