I shall share my little secret. When I first read whomp, I was not impressed. I mean, sad little man comics oh boy.
But enough people were so enamored I kept reading them.
Im not sure when I started liking the comic. It was a gradual thing, mostly from skimming the webcomics thread.
But one day, I actually checked out the website and then I spent a couple evenings just devouring the archive.
Now, this thread is kinda a little weird, but yes. Good comic.
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
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CambiataCommander ShepardThe likes of which even GAWD has never seenRegistered Userregular
I shall share my little secret. When I first read whomp, I was not impressed. I mean, sad little man comics oh boy.
But enough people were so enamored I kept reading them.
Im not sure when I started liking the comic. It was a gradual thing, mostly from skimming the webcomics thread.
But one day, I actually checked out the website and then I spent a couple evenings just devouring the archive.
Now, this thread is kinda a little weird, but yes. Good comic.
Ha ha, it happened pretty much exactly the same for me, except I haven't gone back and read the archive.
Actually when people first started posting it I actively hated Whomp, 'cause I'm a fatty and therefore not down with fatty hating.
But as time went on I came to appreciate the comic and I laugh pretty hard at some of them. "Google that good thing" is one of my favorites.
"If you divide the whole world into just enemies and friends, you'll end up destroying everything" --Nausicaa of the Valley of Wind
When I'm at the store, I constantly worry that people are going to do this to me.
I also worry that people will put things in my cart and I won't notice. So I'll just get to the register and absentmindedly start loading up the belt with everything in the cart and end up with two boxes of laxatives and a box of condoms right next to each other and then I'll have to suffer the questioning, unbelieving gaze of the check-out girl as I explain that no, neither of them are things I intended to purchase or use and I don't know how they got in my cart. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't need either of them and especially not both of them together. Please stop silently judging me. They're honestly not mine.
So basically what I'm saying is the world is terrifying and we must be ever-vigilant.
If it makes you feel better, Darth Mogs, I would actually never take something out of someone's buggy unless I REALLY REALLY wanted it (nearly to the point of necessity), and I've never wanted something that badly.
Now here's a shopping cart story just for you. It happened a few weeks ago.
I had a grocery cart with perhaps 10 items in it. I park the buggy out of everyone's way so I can maneuver into a busy aisle for something I need. I come back, place it in my buggy and roll away. I then go to the other side of the (very small) store to get a bag of tortilla chips. As I go to put them in the buggy, I say to myself "I don't remember getting pork chops. Or orange juice. This... this is not my buggy."
So someone is walking around, wondering where the heck their buggy went, because I return to my buggy, and it hasn't been moved. I still don't know where I got the stranger buggy. So I park the wrong buggy and roll away with mine. I immediately decide "OKAY I HAVE ALL MY SHOPPING DONE" because my greatest fear at that point was that the original owner would see my buggy and say "Hey! That's the one that belongs to the guy who took mine!"
I never saw the person, and I wonder if they ever found their buggy.
btw i worked in a grocery store for like 5 years and we totally played the "try to figure out what the customer planned for the evening based on what they were buying" game so if a guy bought like condoms and garbage bags and zipties and bleach and strawberries and a ten gallon jug of lard we were like "should we call the cops?"
what i'm saying is yes the grocery store cashiers are judging you every time
Ronnie I worked my way through uni in a part time thing at a supermarket. I saw someone do that sort of thing at least once a week. Occasionally they would be so embarrassed they would look down, click that it wasn't their stuff and just immediately leave the building absent any shopping whatsoever.
There is nothing like the shuffle of a deeply embarrassed person trying desperately not to break into a run to escape further awkwardness.
in other news it is 5 am and I am just hammering the random button and seeing whomps I forgot about. good fun, useful feature.
Used to get a lot of complaints from customers who returned to find the trolley missing and the contents dumped unceremoniously on the floor.
It's not because the trolleys were in hot demand and had run out. No, people are just too fucking lazy to walk to where the trolleys are when they can force someone else to do it instead.
Ronnie I worked my way through uni in a part time thing at a supermarket. I saw someone do that sort of thing at least once a week. occasionally they would be so embarrassed they would look down, click that it wasn't there stuff and just immediately leave the building absent any shopping whatsoever. There is nothing like the shuffle of a deeply embarrassed person trying desperately not to break into a run to escape further awkwardness.
in other news it is 5 am and I am just hammering the random button and seeing whomps I forgot about. good fun, useful feature.
oh my god yes
that little half-waddle not quite jog
it is amazing
or when someone knocks something off a shelf but it didn't break enough to make a mess but enough to damage the product
like a dented can or a slightly cracked jar
and they put it back and they shuffle away with a heart leaden with guilt because they don't feel behooved to tell anyone because it didn't actually make a mess but they don't want to pay for the broken item so they're like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA inside and they're just trying to get away as fast as they can without looking like the horrid person they feel inside
i remember asking my manager when i was new what the policy on that was if we saw people doing that and he was like
"let them go, there is nothing you can do or say that will make it worse than how they feel"
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Donovan PuppyfuckerA dagger in the dark isworth a thousand swords in the morningRegistered Userregular
When I'm at the store, I constantly worry that people are going to do this to me.
I also worry that people will put things in my cart and I won't notice. So I'll just get to the register and absentmindedly start loading up the belt with everything in the cart and end up with two boxes of laxatives and a box of condoms right next to each other and then I'll have to suffer the questioning, unbelieving gaze of the check-out girl as I explain that no, neither of them are things I intended to purchase or use and I don't know how they got in my cart. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't need either of them and especially not both of them together. Please stop silently judging me. They're honestly not mine.
So basically what I'm saying is the world is terrifying and we must be ever-vigilant.
My uncle got sent to the store once with a shopping list by my grandma. He didn't really think all that much of it, it was only two items after all. Now my uncle is/was a sensitive soul.
So he gets to the checkout and puts the items on the counter. The items? Laxatives and bulk toilet paper.
The cashier lady looked him right in the eye and said, "Planning ahead, eh?"
My uncle got sent to the store once with a shopping list by my grandma. He didn't really think all that much of it, it was only two items after all. Now my uncle is/was a sensitive soul.
So he gets to the checkout and puts the items on the counter. The items? Laxatives and bulk toilet paper.
The cashier lady looked him right in the eye and said, "Planning ahead, eh?"
He cried all the way home.
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Donovan PuppyfuckerA dagger in the dark isworth a thousand swords in the morningRegistered Userregular
When I'm at the store, I constantly worry that people are going to do this to me.
I also worry that people will put things in my cart and I won't notice. So I'll just get to the register and absentmindedly start loading up the belt with everything in the cart and end up with two boxes of laxatives and a box of condoms right next to each other and then I'll have to suffer the questioning, unbelieving gaze of the check-out girl as I explain that no, neither of them are things I intended to purchase or use and I don't know how they got in my cart. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't need either of them and especially not both of them together. Please stop silently judging me. They're honestly not mine.
So basically what I'm saying is the world is terrifying and we must be ever-vigilant.
My uncle got sent to the store once with a shopping list by my grandma. He didn't really think all that much of it, it was only two items after all. Now my uncle is/was a sensitive soul.
So he gets to the checkout and puts the items on the counter. The items? Laxatives and bulk toilet paper.
The cashier lady looked him right in the eye and said, "Planning ahead, eh?"
He cried all the way home.
Ronnies your uncle ?
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Shortytouching the meatIntergalactic Cool CourtRegistered Userregular
When I'm at the store, I constantly worry that people are going to do this to me.
I also worry that people will put things in my cart and I won't notice. So I'll just get to the register and absentmindedly start loading up the belt with everything in the cart and end up with two boxes of laxatives and a box of condoms right next to each other and then I'll have to suffer the questioning, unbelieving gaze of the check-out girl as I explain that no, neither of them are things I intended to purchase or use and I don't know how they got in my cart. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't need either of them and especially not both of them together. Please stop silently judging me. They're honestly not mine.
So basically what I'm saying is the world is terrifying and we must be ever-vigilant.
My uncle got sent to the store once with a shopping list by my grandma. He didn't really think all that much of it, it was only two items after all. Now my uncle is/was a sensitive soul.
So he gets to the checkout and puts the items on the counter. The items? Laxatives and bulk toilet paper.
The cashier lady looked him right in the eye and said, "Planning ahead, eh?"
Used to get a lot of complaints from customers who returned to find the trolley missing and the contents dumped unceremoniously on the floor.
It's not because the trolleys were in hot demand and had run out. No, people are just too fucking lazy to walk to where the trolleys are when they can force someone else to do it instead.
Well I don't know if this the case for every IKEA, but the one I visit most often is designed so that you can't get back to the entrance of the store once you're in the showroom until you go past the checkout counters. There's a one-way escalator that goes into the showroom and you're stuck. Like, maybe you could sneak on to the elevator or something.
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Donovan PuppyfuckerA dagger in the dark isworth a thousand swords in the morningRegistered Userregular
Tore through the archives here at work, gotta say, its really hard to answer the phone when some of the comics have hit so close to home I'm in a state of giggles.
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The GeekOh-Two Crew, OmeganautRegistered User, ClubPAregular
Except of course when you're stuck behind a long line of arseholes that can't figure out how to use the damn self-checkout kiosks.
True story, several years ago when they first put in self-checkouts in the Fred Meyer of my little college town, I actually had to wait to use one while the attendant helped some do the self check out. And I "helped" I mean "did everything for her."
The lady then said "I never like doing this myself."
It took all my will power and restraint to not just yell at her, "Then why the hell are you using the goddamned self checkout!?"
BLM - ACAB
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The GeekOh-Two Crew, OmeganautRegistered User, ClubPAregular
there's something I find deeply respectable about someone who performs a useful but not terribly important job with care and devotion
That little bit at the end, where he pushes the cart into the other line of carts from far away? Yeah, I do that all the time.
At a couple of grocery stores, they have big plastic sides in the rack where the carts go, and so sometimes I like to ricochet them of the side once before it lands into the other carts.
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But enough people were so enamored I kept reading them.
Im not sure when I started liking the comic. It was a gradual thing, mostly from skimming the webcomics thread.
But one day, I actually checked out the website and then I spent a couple evenings just devouring the archive.
Now, this thread is kinda a little weird, but yes. Good comic.
Ha ha, it happened pretty much exactly the same for me, except I haven't gone back and read the archive.
Actually when people first started posting it I actively hated Whomp, 'cause I'm a fatty and therefore not down with fatty hating.
But as time went on I came to appreciate the comic and I laugh pretty hard at some of them. "Google that good thing" is one of my favorites.
When I'm at the store, I constantly worry that people are going to do this to me.
I also worry that people will put things in my cart and I won't notice. So I'll just get to the register and absentmindedly start loading up the belt with everything in the cart and end up with two boxes of laxatives and a box of condoms right next to each other and then I'll have to suffer the questioning, unbelieving gaze of the check-out girl as I explain that no, neither of them are things I intended to purchase or use and I don't know how they got in my cart. Yes, I'm sure. No, I don't need either of them and especially not both of them together. Please stop silently judging me. They're honestly not mine.
So basically what I'm saying is the world is terrifying and we must be ever-vigilant.
Now here's a shopping cart story just for you. It happened a few weeks ago.
I had a grocery cart with perhaps 10 items in it. I park the buggy out of everyone's way so I can maneuver into a busy aisle for something I need. I come back, place it in my buggy and roll away. I then go to the other side of the (very small) store to get a bag of tortilla chips. As I go to put them in the buggy, I say to myself "I don't remember getting pork chops. Or orange juice. This... this is not my buggy."
So someone is walking around, wondering where the heck their buggy went, because I return to my buggy, and it hasn't been moved. I still don't know where I got the stranger buggy. So I park the wrong buggy and roll away with mine. I immediately decide "OKAY I HAVE ALL MY SHOPPING DONE" because my greatest fear at that point was that the original owner would see my buggy and say "Hey! That's the one that belongs to the guy who took mine!"
I never saw the person, and I wonder if they ever found their buggy.
P.S. Yeah, I say buggy
what i'm saying is yes the grocery store cashiers are judging you every time
There is nothing like the shuffle of a deeply embarrassed person trying desperately not to break into a run to escape further awkwardness.
in other news it is 5 am and I am just hammering the random button and seeing whomps I forgot about. good fun, useful feature.
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Used to get a lot of complaints from customers who returned to find the trolley missing and the contents dumped unceremoniously on the floor.
It's not because the trolleys were in hot demand and had run out. No, people are just too fucking lazy to walk to where the trolleys are when they can force someone else to do it instead.
robots stealing jobs from the working man
i know what you are, Kilroy
got my eye on you
oh my god yes
that little half-waddle not quite jog
it is amazing
or when someone knocks something off a shelf but it didn't break enough to make a mess but enough to damage the product
like a dented can or a slightly cracked jar
and they put it back and they shuffle away with a heart leaden with guilt because they don't feel behooved to tell anyone because it didn't actually make a mess but they don't want to pay for the broken item so they're like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA inside and they're just trying to get away as fast as they can without looking like the horrid person they feel inside
i remember asking my manager when i was new what the policy on that was if we saw people doing that and he was like
"let them go, there is nothing you can do or say that will make it worse than how they feel"
Except of course when you're stuck behind a long line of arseholes that can't figure out how to use the damn self-checkout kiosks.
Trolley has some things to say to you.
My uncle got sent to the store once with a shopping list by my grandma. He didn't really think all that much of it, it was only two items after all. Now my uncle is/was a sensitive soul.
So he gets to the checkout and puts the items on the counter. The items? Laxatives and bulk toilet paper.
The cashier lady looked him right in the eye and said, "Planning ahead, eh?"
He cried all the way home.
STEAM
Is that it's another word for street car? because i already know Trolly. Remember when you showed up at my house drunk?
Cause i can't forget that night.
Had to throw away those lawn chairs.
Ronnies your uncle ?
there's something I find deeply respectable about someone who performs a useful but not terribly important job with care and devotion
do you know how much less marginally annoying my job would be if our carts were properly cared for with that level of devotion?
a lot!
a lot less marginally annoying!
He says, having just finished 12 ice cream sandwiches.
Well.
Hello.
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Well I don't know if this the case for every IKEA, but the one I visit most often is designed so that you can't get back to the entrance of the store once you're in the showroom until you go past the checkout counters. There's a one-way escalator that goes into the showroom and you're stuck. Like, maybe you could sneak on to the elevator or something.
Whilst I agree wholeheartedly with your sentiment, in this case the ads are of a humourous nature:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLH4RJ2WEWM
It's called a shopping trolley you bloody colonials. 8->
http://youtube.com/watch?v=SDrpvb-L1r8
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That was one bizarre PAL version
If there was an unlockable one of these:
in Mario Kart I think I'd die laughing.
If I could put all my shopping in one of these:
there's a good chance I'd never leave the supermarket.
True story, several years ago when they first put in self-checkouts in the Fred Meyer of my little college town, I actually had to wait to use one while the attendant helped some do the self check out. And I "helped" I mean "did everything for her."
The lady then said "I never like doing this myself."
It took all my will power and restraint to not just yell at her, "Then why the hell are you using the goddamned self checkout!?"
That little bit at the end, where he pushes the cart into the other line of carts from far away? Yeah, I do that all the time.
At a couple of grocery stores, they have big plastic sides in the rack where the carts go, and so sometimes I like to ricochet them of the side once before it lands into the other carts.
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