Well someone obviously was put out that she was working and not partaking in underage alcohol consumption at the big St. Patrick’s Day parade downtown.
I knew there was going to be issues when I was next in line and she acted like I was not there. She said nothing to me. Not one damn word! No hello, no how are you, did not even tell me how much I owed. Nothing. No eye contact either…even when I looked away from the credit card machine for a second and did not press the “no cash back” button fast enough for her. At that point she rolled her eyes 
, took a deep sigh and stepped up on her tippy toes and looked at the machine screen – not me). As if to say, “You are so stupid, customer. Hurry it up already wontcha?!!!”.
, took a deep sigh and stepped up on her tippy toes and looked at the machine screen – not me). As if to say, “You are so stupid, customer. Hurry it up already wontcha?!!!”.When I was leaving I hoped she would at least say goodbye even though I knew she was beyond that in her head. She didn’t. So I told her she really could have said at least hello. That earned me another .
.Then I took my cart and went straight to customer service. 
Got some glances too, I mean I was THAT mad!
Got some glances too, I mean I was THAT mad!At first I got a manager. She listened, looked over to see who I was talking about, got a glimpse of the tart and immediately got the BIG Manager.
So “It’s all about me” diva that you think you are – well your bad day is going to get worse. Much, much, much worse. Your managers were not delighted in your ‘tude. They seemed genuinely concerned.
It takes a lot to get me that pissed off. Even more so to complain. I have other things to worry about that are more important. But for some reason so really set me off.
I hope they fired her ass and she cried all day.
PS. Why is this post all wonky?
