Robert Johnson & 6th Street Sales-Whol & Retail

On the internet, it’s pretty common to see trolls. What makes things fun, is when the troll, gets trolled. This was the case for Robert Johnson’s comments on a review for 6th Street Sales in Daytona Beach, Florida. Apparently, his family owns the store, and this is how he thought a negative review should be handled.

6th Street Sales & Robert Johnson

At this point, other Facebook users chimed in and started giving Robert Johnson a piece of their mind. We’re assuming this brought enough attention, that his parents saw what he said. His insightful comment was removed, along with the conversation above – so, we didn’t have a chance to screenshot the rest or get the link to Robert Johnson’s Facebook page. But, hey, what’s there is still good for a laugh! It’s not often you see a response to a review that starts off with “Then eat shit bitch”.

Tom in Varina

Tom is Parting Out a 1985 Pace Arrow – Another Craigslist Asshole

Today’s Craigslist asshole moment is brought to you by Tom, who was selling his used RV parts from his 1985 Pace Arrow, but wasn’t very good at it.

What Did Tom Do?

Some people must just hate email. Makes us wonder why they even bother trying to sell items through an online venue, but they seem to think using the internet to perform business like it’s 1980 is fine. Then they turn in to an asshole.

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Why Should a Cashier Know Math?

Oh yes, cashiers. They handle your money, give you your change, and often can’t add or subtract above the level of an idiot.

A recent Target visit showed just how great some cashier’s math skills are. The grand total of cash needed by this pinnacle of society was $13.37. We handed them $13.52. You know, so we wouldn’t get pennies back. Just a dime and a nickel. Basic math.

But wait! Our cashiering genius saw us digging for change, expected exact change, and that’s what they entered in to their magic think for me box. When they saw what we handed them, they gave a couple blinks, looking at the change like it was some alien life form. Then, turning their head, they asked – sounding somewhat confused –  “Do you have a dime?”

This gave me a bit of a inner chuckle, but I simply replied no. My cohort, who was not aware of my change selection, then asked if tow nickels would work. You would expect a simple “Yes”, but no. This also required a second or two of thought before a “Yes” was finally uttered, and the transaction was concluded in this cashier’s eyes.

Yes, America, this is what you are becoming. Idiocracy had it right, they just missed the slovenly 500 lb “disabled” aspect. Good job robots.