Dear Winch #1,
The other lines were backed up.
There was no one in your line when you saw me and my family approach you.
Yet you continued to carry on your conversation with Winch #2.
I don't CARE about your IV. I don't CARE about ANY of your medical issues.
I do feel bad if you ARE sick, and in that case take your H1N1 ass home because it's for the best.
If not I have a suggestion.
Turn around. Greet me with a smile. Ask me how I'm doing. Take my items and ring them up.
Do NOT tell me that you can only take me if I have 5 items or less.
I have kinda been shopping there for 10+ years and KNOW that is total bullshit.
And when my husband decides to purchase tobacco from your counter so that you HAVE to ring up our items, do not once AGAIN ask me how many items I have, proceed to sigh, and then tell me you'll ring me up like you're doing me a FAVOR!
And what I really don't want you to do is then to ring up 1 item and then tell me that you don't know the sales prices or codes.
You are kinda working in the CUSTOMER SERVICE DEPARTMENT where people would go if their items WEREN'T ringing up with the SALE price.
It will piss me off. But I won't say anything because I'm a lady.
But you better bet your Winchy ass that I got your name and Winch #2's and your supervisor has been notified.
You forget we are ALL working for the military.
Don't you know who I work for?
Bet you'll find out in the morning.
With much bitchiness and the power to GET YOUR ASS FIRED,
Weekly Photography Challenge – Backlighting
3 hours ago