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.... Saint Floyd, niggers expect white people to worship them and suck their dicks.
I was on line at Dollar Tree today, and the cashier was a black guy who looked to be in his 40s.
Anyway, I unloaded my items onto the checkout counter and placed my empty shopping basket next to the adjacent, unoccupied register. The moment I did that, I heard a sharp, scolding voice: "SIR! SIR!! SIR!!! The basket goes by the exit doors." I looked at the cashier without flinching or saying a word, then calmly picked up the basket and placed it back on his checkout counter.
After he rang up my purchases, he handed me my change without saying anything. I responded in kind. I then put my items back into the basket and walked toward the exit. I set the basket on top of the register closest to the doors while I transferred my purchases into my shopping bags.
A moment later, the cashier left the register where he had been working, walked all the way over to the register nearest the exit—where I was standing—and started ringing up customers there.
Now, to be fair, I was wrong to leave my empty basket next to the unused register instead of returning it to the designated area. But I didn't appreciate his tone of voice. It struck me as unnecessarily harsh and confrontational. He was obviously power-tripping and trying to cuck a h-white boy. When I didn't get rattled by his voice and didn't suck his dick, it got under his skin and caused him to stew with resentment. How dare I not submit to the almighty nigger! And the fact that I'm clean-cut and don't look like a lowlife (that niggers love so much) added more fuel to the fire. That's probably why he left his original register and came over to the one near me. The grimy fuck was looking for an excuse to escalate the situation.
That's my interpretation, anyway.
Thoughts?
FYI: I don't consider anyone (black or otherwise) who works for a living to be the bottom of the barrel. I reserve that status for criminals, hoodrats, and long-term welfare recipients. But this guy is still pretty low in my book.
I was on line at Dollar Tree today, and the cashier was a black guy who looked to be in his 40s.
Anyway, I unloaded my items onto the checkout counter and placed my empty shopping basket next to the adjacent, unoccupied register. The moment I did that, I heard a sharp, scolding voice: "SIR! SIR!! SIR!!! The basket goes by the exit doors." I looked at the cashier without flinching or saying a word, then calmly picked up the basket and placed it back on his checkout counter.
After he rang up my purchases, he handed me my change without saying anything. I responded in kind. I then put my items back into the basket and walked toward the exit. I set the basket on top of the register closest to the doors while I transferred my purchases into my shopping bags.
A moment later, the cashier left the register where he had been working, walked all the way over to the register nearest the exit—where I was standing—and started ringing up customers there.
Now, to be fair, I was wrong to leave my empty basket next to the unused register instead of returning it to the designated area. But I didn't appreciate his tone of voice. It struck me as unnecessarily harsh and confrontational. He was obviously power-tripping and trying to cuck a h-white boy. When I didn't get rattled by his voice and didn't suck his dick, it got under his skin and caused him to stew with resentment. How dare I not submit to the almighty nigger! And the fact that I'm clean-cut and don't look like a lowlife (that niggers love so much) added more fuel to the fire. That's probably why he left his original register and came over to the one near me. The grimy fuck was looking for an excuse to escalate the situation.
That's my interpretation, anyway.
Thoughts?
FYI: I don't consider anyone (black or otherwise) who works for a living to be the bottom of the barrel. I reserve that status for criminals, hoodrats, and long-term welfare recipients. But this guy is still pretty low in my book.
