Come for the Incompetence, Stay for the Abuse!
Life looking up? Guys, did your gal sit in the lawn chair the whole time you were working on the car without going back inside because she "forgot to do something?" Gals, did your man go shoe shopping with you and actually make useful and directed suggestions? Did your boss approve the time off without giving you any grief at all? Don't let life tease you like that! Come on down to Tiger Station and let the horrible people there put your life back into balance through their sheer ineptitude and perniciously abusive behavior. After all, you're paying for it, you might as well get the most out of your metaphorical kick to the groin.
Let me take time out to discuss one particularly "helpful" mensch, a woman I've come to know as "Foe." Foe isn't her real name, for to speak it wouldn't capture this long-haired, brunette's true nature. I call her Foe since she will in no way be your friend, and will, in fact, do everything she can to ensure that she creates the most adversarial encounter you'll probably have all month unless you're a meth dealer who cooks up in front of the local sheriff's office. Foe also happens to be the acronym formed by "face of evil," which is apropos of this Midwestern shrew. Foe is probably the woman almost everyone writes about who claims they interacted with a "rude" employee or who got hung up on, since that's apparently the gold standard of service at Satan's Armpit. What's great about Foe, judging from other reviews, is that she's an equal opportunity harpy who dolls out rudeness and unhelpful information to men and women, alike. She's also attracted the ire of foreigners. Thanks, Foe, for being an equal opportunity termagant who doesn't discriminate on sex, race, or nationality. You're a real peach, Foe, and I shudder to think what kind of a world we would live in without your graceful awfulness. Foe has hung up on me, been a B to me, and told me "whatever."
Foe and Satan's Armpit, you are really the worst thing that's ever existed. read more