I met Johndoe irl and hes 171cm at midday

[Looks over NT]

I saw @JohnDoe at a grocery store in London yesterday. He was a solid 5'7 chap - around 171cm at midday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

 

[Looks over NT]

@SecularIslamist

 

[Vincent Freeman]

 

[Looks over NT]

context?

 

[optimisticzoomer]

I saw @JohnDoe at a grocery store in Birmingham yesterday. I told him it was cool to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a bother by asking for photos or anything.

He looked at me and said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was caught off guard. Huh? Before I could even respond, he kept cutting me off, going “huh? huh? huh?” while snapping his fingers in front of my face. I just walked away, continuing with my shopping, and as I did, I heard him chuckle to himself.

Later, when I went to pay, I saw him trying to walk out the doors with fifteen Milky Ways in his hands—without paying.

The cashier, staying completely professional, called out, “Sir, you need to pay for those first.”

At first, he ignored her, acting tired like he hadn’t heard. But eventually, he sighed, turned around, and placed them on the counter.

As she started scanning one of the bars multiple times, he suddenly stopped her.

“Scan them each individually,” he said. “To prevent any electrical infetterence.”

Then, he turned around and winked at me.

I don’t even think infetterence is a real word.

As the cashier scanned each one separately and told him the total, he kept interrupting her by yawning—loudly.

 

[Looks over NT]

.

 

[Looks over NT]

.

 

[Gengar]

This copypasta is older than your nutsack.

 

[Looks over NT]

This copypasta is older than your nutsack.

I was there when it was made though