I'm sitting there enjoying reading a book at work, then I hear it....bang bang bang! It's Bob, banging his cane on the glass windows that separate my store from the crappiest mall on Earth. All I can think to myself is, "Why? Why does he have to come talk to me every day!?" Bob is a sixty-something year old man that power-walks around the mall everyday and thinks we are best friends.
Every single day I work in this stupid store he comes in, sits down at my counter, and starts talking to me. I wouldn't mind it too much if he just dropped in to say hi, but he'll sit here talking to me for at least 20 minutes demanding my attention no matter how busy I am. No matter what I am doing he'll just say something like, "Get off that phone" or "You can pause that movie and watch it later." It drives me crazy. Every day he asks me, "So you going to try one of those shakes today?" He is talking about the shakes from a ice cream shop a few stores down, and every day I give him the same answer. "No Bob, I don't want one." Even though he has told me every time that the shakes have no artificial or added sugar, he feels I need to be reminded.
Today he went on another rant about how all the "Mexicans" are taking all the jobs and how upset it makes him, "because they are taking all the jobs from the hard working white people." So for the 37th time I explained to him how immigration is a good thing and it is only the illegal aliens that are hurting our economy. I'm pretty sure he thinks that they are all illegal aliens, or that they should all be treated that way. Don't get me wrong though, that conversation was a blast!!! Not.
Bob then went on to talk politics with me. I don't mind talking politics, and in many ways I agree with what Bob says. The problem I had was when he started talking about how bad Obama was, and how he wishes he wasn't in office. I couldn't agree with him more, but he went on to tell me how he didn't vote because he was too lazy to go. How are you going to sit there and complain about who we have as president when you didn't vote just because you didn't feel like it? Things like that drive me crazy! Don't complain when you had the opportunity to vote for what you wanted and you didn't take it.
Anyway, enough of my ranting and raving. I just did what I do everyday. Sit there and nod with a faint smile and say nothing until the awkward silence is unbearable and he says, "Well, I guess I better get back to my walk."
Bob sounds super cool! I love old people...haha
ReplyDeletehahaha that was wicked funny but kind of sad. I never even knew about bob! But trust me I know how annoying old people can be. haha
ReplyDeleteI don't know, I kinda feel bad for Bob. Sure he might be slightly annoying, but it just sounds like he is lonely.......- Coy
ReplyDeleteYeah Coy I know it just sounds like I am wicked mean but he is overbearing and rude at times. I usually always sit there and talk with him until he is done talking but at times I have customers or things I need to do and he will just sit there wanting to talk. I just get so sick of hearing about how the mexican's are stealing all the jobs. And as far as being lonely he is always walking with people and many times brings in friends that are hanging out with him that day. He's happily married too. I don't know, maybe I am just a jerk. I guess he is just the first person I've met I really don't like talking to....
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like every day of work for me.
ReplyDeleteEvery day Fran comes into the pub and sits with the same set of ladies. THere's about four, and every day she states as if it were the first time, "This place used to be packed!" at this point she looks at me "I mean people use to be sitting on the floor!" All the ladies accompanying her nod and say "We know Fran."
Reminded me of Bob. The weird thing is, I bet you'd miss Bob just like I miss Fran when she's gone.
Ha Ha Ha!
ReplyDeleteAnonymous said...... ... ... Signed - Coy