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| - i rarely if ever walk into urban outfitters and leave with a shopping bag. when i do, it's boxing day. on the days where i do go in, it's to get my christmas shopping done for that one vegan-quirky friend who takes advice from crystals and can't stop raving about quinoa (Peru is suffering because of you Michelle). on the one day that i did go in to buy something, i stood in the horrendously tiny line made of fairy lights and various books on lumberjacking or something 'quirky'. upon coming to the register, i wanted to get my $20 off $100 deal. if any of you have ever bought something from urban outfitters, you know that these sales will get you, no matter how shitty they are. urban outfitters, i beg you to please hire competent cashiers instead of cashiers who look like they belong on a trendy "trying to reach 1000 followers" instagram. in particular, my logic reasons that when you try to return something and buy it again on the same transaction, it will cancel out. that is why i told this specific cashier to do two transactions. after not listening to me she proceeded to do the same thing. twice. after finally running my transaction through properly, she asked me if she could fit all of my stuff into a tiny red bag. i protested. she did not listen. after trying to cram everything in there, much like a viagra-enhanced pornstar trying to fuck a virgin, she relented and proceeded to look for a bigger bag. for five minutes. now this does not sound like a long time, but when there is a large counter of red bags directly behind you and you proceed to go directly left and find no bags, i start to get mad. not only was i in a rush because my father was picking me up, but it turns out my father was already at the shopping mall. please imagine, if you will, a very dark asian man angrily listening to amy winehouse and ABBA while yelling at his daughter to hurry the fuck up. that sort of shit will stress you out, and will make you even angrier when a ditzy canadian "amelie" is wandering around behind the counter trying to find a bag. about the low prices thing, it is indeed a very low price if you consider selling a young fetus to buy a jacket low price.
TL;DR sometimes shitty cashiers and expensive as fuuuuuck
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