"see this watch? i got it by Crying. my car? crying. my beautiful wife? Crying. My perfect teeth? Crying. now get the fuck out of my office"
--dril
this technique doesn't work on me btw, I love seeing people crying, lmao πΈπ
when this doesn't work they get aggressive and call you a see you next Tuesday πΈπ the joys of the uk general public. I have to look stony cold and not laughing, which I'm actually pretty good at
Scouse women demanding to take a giant sack the size of an Ikea bag made of gold effect chain and faux leather into a bag-free area. Crying and swearing like a docker when they don't get their way. πΈπ the next tier of scouse bird meltdown is to demand to complain to my boss (i.e. tell them I'm doing a great job)