/biz/ - Business & Finance

>>10744796
I know that feel.

>>10744796
>unironically pretend that you become mentally retarded

>go to store
>see coworkers from last job walking around there
>pretend I don‘t see them

>>10744806

I did this at my UNI.

I saw a girl from my class that wanted to be an artist working at a burger join looking sad.

>go to the theatre
>see my highschool gf there
>ask her if she wants to go out after her shift
>she agrees
Uuuuughh I have half an hour to think of something

>>10744818
me too, honestly I do it everytime im in a social awkward situation...which is literally everywhere outside my room

make no eye contact, if he approaches say he's got the wrong person. afterwards quickly forget about the encounter, ever having hopes and your pitiful existence

>>10744796

>oneitis shows up with her Chad fiance

>>10744824
Saw the same thing, except she wanted to be a poet, and she was moonlighting between a convenience store and book store

>>10744861
>>10744818
Fucking kek. What does >>10744806
This mean exactly.

>>10744968
Nightmare

>>10744796
>old high school acquaintance shows up at your retail cuck job, checks out at your register, casually buying something you couldn't afford in a year.

hahahaha this was the absolute WORST aspect of working a small business retail job in the hometown, 5 years after high school graduation

In school I was always the loner existing on the fringes. But we lived in a small rural town and everyone knew each other fairly well.

Rather than go to college I kept my highschool job at the hardware store. Every so often someone from my high school would stop in. Now hardware is about as good as it gets for retail, but I couldn't help feel like a fucking loser. Usually I'd duck out into the back room for 15 minutes and hope they had left.

Although towards the end of my time their, my classmates no longer recognized me. I was a comically thin, forgettable guy all throughout grade school. Upon graduation I grew to 6'5, became more attractive in the face, and began working out. Several of my high school crushes came in and would check me out or raise an eyebrow. I'm unsure if they knew it was me. I didn't have the gall to ask.

Sometimes I had to cover the cash register which was absolute torture in these moments. It's actually the reason I ended up quitting. Although only a few people ever verbalized it to me, most of the locals began to wonder why the fuck I was still working there. I'm not a complete idiot. It was shameful.