diveblogging, this is the kinda shit we put up with
today a customer asked me for a “medium whatever” and then got frustrated with me when i asked him what he meant
this is it
this is the post that 100% accurately describes working with the public
Don’t even get me fucking started. “Oh and my son is getting a slurpee” we don’t even sell slurpees but imma let it slide “okay sir, do you know what size he got?” “Kids cup” so I ring him up for a kids cup and THEN THE LITTLE SHIT WALKS UP HOLDING A SMALL. BITCH THOSE ARE TWO DIFFERENT SIZES AND TWO DIFFERENT PRICES YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. IF IT WASNT YOUR SON AND I DIDNT HAVE A LINE I WOULDVE MADE HIM SHOW ME THE CUP FIRST BUT I TOOK YOUR WORD FOR IT AND YOU LIED. Ughhh. And don’t even get me started on the kitchen crap I have to put up with. Blehh.