Name: Anonymous 2007-06-15 12:35 ID:TmiUZaUQ
My left mouse button failed hard the other night, after much disassembly and attempting to fix the problem I just said "fuck it" and went to Best Buy to get a new one. As I was looking over the fancy new laser mice I heard some commotion so I glanced over at the computer service desk area.
A fat balding man in a leather jacket was standing at the counter across from two teenaged employees, yelling and pointing:
"I asked you FUCKING ASSHOLES to put in a CD-ROM drive and you reformatted the whole fucking hard disk. I may not know much about computers, but I know you don't have to reformat the hard disk to put in a CD-ROM drive! I had 8 months of work in there, and all my programs, my Nortons! Someone here owes me some fuckin' money. I want to talk to your manager right fucking now."
One of the employees was trying to calm him down by saying they outsource the job to HP, but this only made the fat man angrier. The female one said "sir, please watch your language" and that fueled his fire even more. "FUCK YOU, CUNT, WATCH YOUR FUCKING LANGUAGE," he yelled.
A crowd slowly began to form, and people poked their heads out of various aisles to see what the fuss was about. This guy's face was turning red and he was shooting out little bits of spit onto the counter as he frothed and ranted. Something epic was about to happen.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I lol'd. I lol'd fucking hard, and the guy heard me. He whirled around, made a growling noise and started running at me. Just as he raised his fist to take a swing at me, the entire crowd stepped forward and did the mash. They did the monster mash. The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash. We did the mash. it caught on in a flash. We did the mash. We did the monster mash.
A fat balding man in a leather jacket was standing at the counter across from two teenaged employees, yelling and pointing:
"I asked you FUCKING ASSHOLES to put in a CD-ROM drive and you reformatted the whole fucking hard disk. I may not know much about computers, but I know you don't have to reformat the hard disk to put in a CD-ROM drive! I had 8 months of work in there, and all my programs, my Nortons! Someone here owes me some fuckin' money. I want to talk to your manager right fucking now."
One of the employees was trying to calm him down by saying they outsource the job to HP, but this only made the fat man angrier. The female one said "sir, please watch your language" and that fueled his fire even more. "FUCK YOU, CUNT, WATCH YOUR FUCKING LANGUAGE," he yelled.
A crowd slowly began to form, and people poked their heads out of various aisles to see what the fuss was about. This guy's face was turning red and he was shooting out little bits of spit onto the counter as he frothed and ranted. Something epic was about to happen.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I lol'd. I lol'd fucking hard, and the guy heard me. He whirled around, made a growling noise and started running at me. Just as he raised his fist to take a swing at me, the entire crowd stepped forward and did the mash. They did the monster mash. The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash. We did the mash. it caught on in a flash. We did the mash. We did the monster mash.