It’s None Of Your Business

0001820053030_500X500Sometimes it’s just better to keep your mouth shut.

It was a busy, long night at work and our lead cashier – she’s been on the job almost as long as I’ve been alive – was working the long shift with myself and the manager. It was late, we were counting down the minutes until it was time to go home…a long night.

She bought us packs of Mike & Ikes and Hot Tamales just to keep us going.

Later, she made the “store closed” announcement and a few people rolled up to her register to pay for their goods. The first gentleman had filled his cart with liquids: lots of individual bottles of water and a ton of Gatorade. I mean his cart was full of Gatorade bottles in every flavor (or as most people choose Gatorade, color). But hey, it’s on sale and there was a minimum purchase (88 cents with a minimum of 8 bottles) so he stocked up. I’m sure I would have done the same if I needed that many bottles.

The guy was waiting for his significant other – wife or girlfriend, I dunno – to return with a few items she was still looking for. That’s when the customer behind him looked inside his cart with amazement and spoke up.

“You know, I have to ask you. Why so many bottles of Gatorade? I mean, that’s a LOT of bottles of the stuff.” The guy just kept on rambling on about the quantity of the man’s purchase and really wouldn’t shut up about it. I was called away to do other tasks as he continued to probe the guy about his purchase.

I later came to find out that our cashier, tired of his incredulous and downright stupid remarks, sternly looked at him and offered this gem.

“So? You’re buying 30 cans of beer.”

Touche, my friend. Touche. I was almost in tears laughing when she told us this.

And you know what? She’s absolutely right and I know why she said that.

So what if the guy is buying 32 bottles of Gatorade. What’s the big deal? Maybe he likes it. Maybe he’s the coach of a team. Maybe his body requires more electrolytes than the average person.

The other guy was buying a Bud Light case comprised of 30 cans of beer. At least there are benefits to drinking the Gatorade.

Mr. Beer Can had no room to speak up, and the cashier later told us she didn’t think he even heard her comment because he just couldn’t shut up about someone else’s purchase.

Honestly, dude. It’s none of your business. He could have been buying cases of Fleet enemas and it still would be nothing for you to be concerned about. Now can we make all sorts of assumptions about you being in the store after midnight, by yourself and buying 30 cans of beer?

Yeah, I didn’t think so. Because that would be rude.



Have you ever been in a situation where you’ve been so frustrated that you just throw your hands up and want to walk away from it?

That’s what we’re dealing with now. Without getting into too much detail, it involves all of us and an organization to which Anthony belongs but not for much longer.


We’ve voiced our concerns about the way things were handled via email and Twitter, the latter of which garnered an email from the organization’s president. Humorously, they seemed concerned that my tweet might give a bad impression to all 35 of their followers, a Twitter account that contains tweets unrelated to this organization as well as the last tweet – 1 of 90 total – dated sometime in July.

It was telling me, the guy with over 7,200 tweets since 2007 and a few celebrity followers, how Twitter works. I’m pretty sure I know how.

But back to the point. As I continue to weave my way down the path of enlightenment and deal with situations the best possible way I can, there are sometimes certain dynamics involved that will put your patience to the test and we’ve encountered them here. I admit to being reasonably hot-headed when I read the email from the president which implied that, being neophytes to the organization, our ignorance was the source of the problem.

I agreed to disagree and did not reply. Instead, I sent an email to another person involved in the organization whom I spoke with yesterday, indicating that what we discussed was somehow accepted and justified in the president’s email.

Action speaks louder than words, so action will it will be. It was apparent to me that nothing would be taken care of and that nepotism is still alive and well. Dealing with this organization is no longer worth the effort for any of us, so Anthony has agreed to part ways and continue doing what he loves with the organizations he’s dealt with in the past, all of which have been excellent.

As for this one, well, all I can wish them is good luck because if our experience was any indication of how things are run, they will need it.