A few days ago, I was at a local grocery and some karen came in and was freaking out about my Angel dog whining in my car to an assistant mgr. Now, I park in the shade, leave the back windows down, and have remote start to keep the A/C on. I'm in & out pretty quickly so the car's still running when I come out. I know the grocery girl, Ashley, fairly well just by BS'ing, etc. She said she laid into the lady and explained how well I treat my Weim. Lady wanted to see the store mgr. Kenny happened by and held up his phone with my dog's pic in my car. "Is this the dog?" "Yeah!" "The dog gets treated better than most humans!"
Karen stormed away (that was her real name.) I bought a few extra lottery tickets for the front end mgr.!
Told her next time, call me over the intercom!
I thanked her for protecting my dignity!! (Angel has protected me before, too, from some parking lot beggar one time, when he touched me!!)
97# of pure muscle!
Karen stormed away (that was her real name.) I bought a few extra lottery tickets for the front end mgr.!
Told her next time, call me over the intercom!
I thanked her for protecting my dignity!! (Angel has protected me before, too, from some parking lot beggar one time, when he touched me!!)
97# of pure muscle!
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