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WWAW I hate to be that guy

FatPatsBaps

Charming, funny, and witty, atalker.
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I used to hate being that guy, but after so many years of dealing with people I soon found myself in love with being that guy.

Usually I say what I need to say to the guy I'm talking to, and then I just stare at them with my arms folded, awaiting their rebuttal.
 

Torque’sHeadBump

(Voluntarily) torqued boomer
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I’d hate to be this guy:
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Or this guy:
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Or this guy:
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TheGhostOfAbeVigoda

The Backbone of America
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I was standing in the parking lot maybe 30ft away from the door and he was on a bench 15ft away but "the wind was blowing it at him". I don't care about moving I just hate the I hate to be that guy thing because it's so damn fake. I dealt with 2 weeks of weed smell almost everywhere he can handle 2min.
Just staring at him while continuing to smoke is the best way you could've dealt with that. Just making my face go blank and staring at people until they look away is my go-to when people say stupid shit to me anymore.
 

Patrick O'Neal

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I saw norm at a grocery store in LA yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.

When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
 
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