Fuck You Oxfam.

Oxfam, at first was seen as a cuss i.e. "ahh, where'd you get that from? Oxfam?"
Then it became a decent place to shop for bargains.
It then became much more higher in the rankings, personally, when they were the one of fifty places to get Arctic Monkeys Cornerstone vinyls.
However, as off today, I think the whole idea of Oxfam is wank. Complete wank.

I, a reasonable looking youth minus a hoody and knife, entered Oxfam with a smile on my face. The old cranky woman standing behind the out-of-date counter noticed the positive and happy character approaching her, little to know her cruel unkind words would soon turn a happy shopper into a angry child.
Thats right, an old woman fucked me over.
I asked her politely "is the Arctic Monkeys poster for sale?"
she replied "cold monkeys? whats that?"
I then replied, "no your Cornerstone poster displayed in the window, is that for sale?"
She then bluntly, said "no".

I offered to make a donation for the poster, however she refused all my offers. She said "I should come back when the manager is in" but didnt say anything more to help me out.. She refused to take my number and name, because they "cant do that".. What the actual fuck?!

All I wanted was a poster that was in the window. Sheesh! :|

So yeah, fuck Oxfam now. Im going to try tomorrow to succeed in my passion for this poster. If it fails, I dont know what im going to do.. :/

I've even had thoughts about just stealing it from the window, because they're old ladies and they'd never be able to catch me. However, that is pretty low stealing from a CHARITY SHOP. LOL. :D



^^^ FUCK YOU! ^^^

If I get this poster tomorrow, im probably going to make a post on like how wonderful Oxfam is and how much I love it, and how I want to have sexual intercourse with all the hot looking women in there. :| haha!



But yeah, for the moment, Oxfam is more like.. Homoxfam.