User blog comment:Raidra/Creepypasta Thanks/@comment-24040907-20141201230048/@comment-24040907-20141205000016

Oh yeah, I frequent that place all the time.



The workforce is comprised of people who want to work hard, and people who don’t care about their jobs. However, sometimes good people just have bad days, or get sick of dealing with others. Perhaps that one lady had been approached by fifty clones of yourself earlier that day, all asking for lids, and finally broke when the real you asked. Maybe she’s stuck in some kind of Groundhog Day-esque loop and had to go into the back to make a phone call to Doc Brown.



Either that or she’s just lazy.



That story made me absolutely flip my crap in laughter. Thank you for the LOLs. I encourage everyone else who reads this to listen to the Twilight Zone theme after reading the last sentence, as I did. It’s funnier that way xD