Today, at the grocery store, I unloaded my basket at the checkout, and placed it at the foot of the counter, as all shoppers do. The thin, beady-eyed young girl (for reference purposes, henceforth known as troll) behind the register started a conversation with me, and it went like this:
Troll: "Put it back".
Chris: "Excuse me?"
Troll: "Put it back. The basket. Put it back where you found it".
Chris: "Oh, you mean take this basket back to the door with all my groceries? No, it can stay right there".
Troll: "This job is hard enough without having to clean up after the messes people make".
Chris: "Isnt that part of your job? Stacking the baskets at the door when shoppers leave them at the checkout?"
Troll: "Umm, Ive been here since 1 and I'm really tired."
Chris: "I hate my job too, but I've never heard of other grocery stores asking shoppers to bring their baskets back to the door."
Troll: "Well, Im sure that in other grocery stores it pisses the workers off just as much, but they just dont say anything."
Chris: "Awwww, are you having a rough day? Do you hate your job? My day was no picnic either, and thanks to your crappy attitude, you've just made both our days a little bit worse."
*****Awkward silence*******
When I become der Fuhrer, the first load of people stuffed into the gas chambers will be the ones with an overdeveloped sense of entitlement, followed closely by those with chip-laden shoulders.
4 comments:
ha ha...Great read. Poor you & poor lady somehow verbalizing it just seals your fate
babylove: Thanks! Yeah while I first felt marginally sorry for her, any pity I felt quickly evaporated as the convo progressed.
Lovah: I think its acceptable because youre so hot. The troll behind the counter had been beaten with the ugly stick, which made her attitude intolerable.
haha i love it!
I am glad you confronted her attitude! Most times American Service workers just annoy me. To much attitude!
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