Today, at my job as a produce clerk at a grocery store, I had an entire conversation with my coworker about how nice the new cabbage boxes are. This is all it takes to thrill me these days. FML
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Wild Nights Out
Last call, bad decisions and 3 a.m. texts you'll regret until noon. Cheers.
Same thing different taste
Today, at work as a cashier, I was scanning cantaloupes. The man buying them then looked me straight in the eye and said, "Nice melons." FML
Today, I noticed we had gotten new colored toothpicks at the restaurant I work at. That was the highlight of my day. Apparently my life has gotten so boring I get excited over colored toothpicks. FML
Code pink
Today, I was working at a grocery store when a couple of my co-workers called a code pink in aisle 22, which means there was an attractive woman in that aisle. After hearing about how hot she was, I went over to see her for myself. It was my mom. FML
Today, I bought some mandarins so that there would be at least one healthy thing in my shopping basket, and I wouldn’t feel like such a fat lard at the checkout. FML
Simple pleasures
Today, at work, I overrode the limit on my forklift, allowing me to carry four pallets instead of two. Then I was able to place them all within a ten-foot radius, giving a massive boost to my efficiency. My excitement faded when I realized that was actually the high point of my day/week/month. FML
Bored
Today, I was so bored at my job as a receptionist that I actually got excited when the phone rang. FML
Highlight of the week
Today, I work at McDonald's. The entire crew, myself included, got visibly excited that we had new trash cans and dust pans. FML
Who am I?
Today, I went to a grocery store after work, exhausted. I nodded politely at a woman who smiled at me repeatedly. I realized at checkout she thought I was someone she knew. I nodded through a full conversation without knowing who I was pretending to be. FML
Flowers (Nothing But)
Today, I bought flowers with my groceries at the grocery store. After the cashier scanned them, he handed them back to me so they wouldn't get crushed in my cart. It was then that I realized he's the first man to ever hand me flowers. FML
Thanks, I guess
Today, my kids and husband brought me a bunch of ornamental cabbages for my birthday, rather than flowers. Why? Because, "you're more of a cabbage sort of person." Ah well, guess it's an improvement on last year when they forgot entirely. FML
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Blazingcrono 6
I get excited when I buy new ballpoint pens! It's ok OP, we all have our fetishes.
phoenixslayer69 4
There is nothing wrong with *puts on sunglasses* A nice box.
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wdd2 5
I wish I was that easily amused, it'd take the boring out of life.
traviemojo 0
Meatballs come and get em
teejayy816 0
Haha im a produce clerk as well and i know what you mean. Also **** the staples on cabbage boxes i have a cut on my arm from one of those
j_cat187 20
Cabbage is like the best thing to add to spiced beef soup. That would make an great conversation.
nerdsgetmehot 23
I know the feeling. I suddenly get very jazzed when a customer isn't rude or indifferent towards me (I'm a checker.)
leearm104 4
It could be worse, nothing could make you happy... You could be a cynical asshole like me.
kareltje 17
YDI, you choose for it, so deal with it. You wanna get excited about other things? Get a different job.
kin3463 4
Some people just need money, regardless of how they get it. If you don't need money congrats, but don't be rude just because he doesn't love his job. Its hard to find another job and staying with the same one can have perks like getting off work when you need to. If you needed money, you would do whatever you had to for it too.
johncrb 6
I am a grocery store manager and if I didn't know any better I would think you were my produce employee, he is boring like that too.
kin3463 4
Rude.
CabbageTrees 13
You should be happy that you can be so easily amused! :)
bubo_fml 11
I can only imagine the conversation you'll have when the cucumbers arrive...