The last 5 minutes of this one game trilogy were pretty shitty... Wait some people here take that crap seriously. Bugger. Ermmm.
I splatted a monster of a moth while chilling on my bed last night and thought the remains landed on the floor, only to fall asleep and wake up hours later with moth bits on my face. A chunk of it fell on my pillow, bastard.
The customer is always right is just plain wrong, wrong, wrong. In my experience working at Tesco the customer is usually a slack-jawed, mouth breathing Luddite that has difficulty grasping simple concepts like "We can't sell booze after 10pm" or "Do you have I.D." or "We close at 11pm" or, most annoying and most recent for me, "No, you can't have item X at item Y's price just because one of your equally knuckle dragging brethren decided to dump it there instead of taking it back to where they got it and no, we don't have to. Being put in the wrong place doesn't equal advertising at the wrong price, now quite bitching and pay the extra 23p you cheap, repulsive, middle class bint"
And splinters, fuck splinters.