foamy the squirrel point of sales system

Before I left I took a $5 (adjusted for inflation and considering I was poor, that’s all I could spare) and wrote on it: “Nice try.

I noticed the guy who’d tried to make the sandwich fetched something from a car. Not long after the power went on and the nitwit herd left their dumpster location and went back into the store. I fired up the AC and ate my non-sandwich in a funk. I hoofed it to my car where I’d stashed warm but available “emergency food”. Soon the sandwich flunkie, looking much chastised, was standing around the nitwit herd by the dumpster along with boss guy (who had retrieved his lit cigarette from the nasty dumpster lid). Some words were spoken and I saw boss man toss my sandwich in the garbage. Sandwich guy was almost out the door but he was caught. I saw him blink a few times, look at his cigarette, and then set it down on the dumpster. Suddenly boss man realized his group of nitwits was one short. I shifted slightly to stay out of their field of view. Meanwhile the rest of the crew was gathering around the dumpster smoking and looking actively stupid. He stuffed it in a bag and started sidling toward the door. There was a tree out front and I lounged in the shade while I watched the guy make a righteous sandwich. There was nobody else around so waved a $20, pointed at some things, and made eye contact. The sandwich making flunkie guy shrugged at me. I presume he was not only stupid but stoned (which isn’t uncommon). “Fridge is down? But sales tax…” Boss man wandered off in a daze. Might as well serve what we can while the meat’s still cold.” You can type it into the register when the power comes on and KEEP THE CHANGE.”Īt this juncture one of the sandwich flunkies sidled up to the boss “The fridge is down.

Slap some cold cuts on bread and I’ll pay for it.” He looked like he’d been beaten with a stupid stick. Lights are out.” The guy running the register was nominally in charge. It was daytime and not the middle of a storm or anything. I walked into a sub shop just as the lights went out. The first sign of a company going tits up is when the employees work for the POS register instead of the customer.

Foamy the squirrel point of sales system