He found his way to the men's department where a young lady offered to help him. "Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"I don't speak Spanish, but we have some very nice suits over here," said the salesgirl. "No, no quiero trajes. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Well, these shirts are on sale this week," declared the salesgirl. "No, no quiero camisas. Quiero calcetines," repeated the man.
"I still don't know what you're trying to say. We have some fine pants on this rack," offered the salesgirl. "No, no quiero pantalones. Quiero calcetines," insisted the man.
"These sweaters are top quality," the salesgirl probed. "No, no quiero sueter. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Our undershirts are over here," fumbled the salesgirl, beginning to lose patience. "No, no quiero camisetas. Quiero calcetines," the man repeated.
As they passed the underwear counter, the man spotted a display of socks and happily grabbed a pair. Holding them up he proclaimed, "¡Eso sí que es!"
"Why didn't you just spell it in the first place?!" yelled the salesgirl.
I corrected him by saying that is plenty of money to buy some new tires for your car.
The physical pain on his face was priceless.
No one ever addresses the elephant in the room.
I replied, "Depends."
They had to denominator.
Then realised I was in the menswear section.
"Hey, I know you!"
UNEEDCHEF
However, they only take cases involving a salt and buttery.
LED Zeppelin.
They're both preparing for Christmas ... in September.
if he'd lettuce
Staff infections.
Do human cannonballs get fired?
Do pirates get told to sling their hook's?
Do prostitutes get laid off?
Do trapeze artists get let go?
When you get fired, you still have to show up the next day.
>!They had coroner-virus.
A shop keeper asks him what he is doing and he replies "Taking a look around."
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IT supports your most important assets.
They make a lot of money.
...they were asking people to write a couple of their favorite smells on a scrap of paper and put it in a box.
I didn't really have a strong opinion, but I did put my two scents in.
They're all lyes!
It’s called Jay-Z Penny
And put Mariah Carey on the cover
It made a good ad visor.
"It's great that they have clothes for both expecting parents"
https://i.imgur.com/n9YPBrD.jpg
The Count Room
Apparently he’s a con artist.
I guess she isn’t into the kinky stuff.
He's pentagone
A casual tea
Czechs and balances.
Any ideas on bringing Office Management and Hockey Terms together for a good team name?
But when I got home, all the signs were there.
He was outstanding in his field.
My Stepdaughter says: "This place is lit!"
So proud.
She's most likely used to Jean Louis
Me (Tech Support): Did you laugh?
On one of our pallettes was a 12" sub that was meant for the car electronics department.
I look to my co-workers and say "Maybe we should refrigerate it.".
Because it's the gyro Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now.
I asked the guy working there where I could find one. The guy working there then called someone. Moments later a driver who seemed as if he had a screw loose showed up. The guy, "You wanted a screwdriver right? Here you go."
Hollandaise Sauce!
"So, this is where you do your sole searching."
He found his way to the menswear department where a young lady offered to help him.
"Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"I don't speak Spanish, but we have some very nice suits over here," said the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero trajes. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Well, these shirts are on sale this week," declared the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero camisas. Quiero calcetines," repeated the man.
"I still don't know what you're trying to say. We have some fine pants on this rack," offered the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero pantalones. Quiero calcetines," insisted the man.
"These sweaters are top quality," the salesgirl probed.
"No, no quiero sueter. Quiero calcetines," said the man.
"Our undershirts are over here," fumbled the salesgirl, beginning to lose patience.
"No, no quiero camisetas. Quiero calcetines," the man repeated.
As they passed the underwear counter, the man spotted a display of socks and happily grabbed a pair. Holding them up he proclaimed, "Eso sí que es!"
"Why didn't you just spell it in the first place?!" yelled the salesgirl.
UNEEDCHEF
