retail sucks but i don't hate it

so for the most part i think i'm pretty "normal", whatever that may be, but sometimes i'm just really socially awkward. like a girl michael cera, but with less "cute" and more "wtf". i suck at small talk with strangers: yet i work in retail, where i try to convince complete strangers to part with most to all of their money. it's actually pretty easy, you just answer their questions, and tell all the little girls to the grandmothers that they look great. and follow them around to do their bidding, like a little dog.

most of the time i just tell people they look great and flatter the shit out of them, but when i'm not thinking, i blurt it out at the wrong times. my mind was else where once, and this girl came out of the fitting room and i said "oh that looks great!", only to realize the dress was way too tight for her and she knew it. she looked at me, i looked at her, and i just walked away, lulz. we both knew what a retail fail moment that was. then there was this lady who was trying on a cropped top. once again i was blasting out the flattery in full force. she was looking at herself in the mirror, and then grabbed her belly and said "ew, gross stretch marks." and without thinking i was like "oh you can't notice it. i think we all have stretch marks." and she was like "no that's not true. you don't have stretch marks. this is from being pregnant." i felt like an asswipe.

working retail makes me hate people. especially little girls. and there's always bros that walk by shouting "that shit's gay!" in the deepest voice they can muster. you know they secretly want to come in and see what's inside. (that sounds really naughty for some reason hahaha). well anybros...

i don't know what it means but nirvana's been on heavy rotation for me as of late.



chills!! at the end, when he pauses for a moment, and his eyes open wide for a split second, ohh maahh gaaahhh.