I Hate This F***ING Country!

Submitted by Kat

So I was working one sunny Sunday morning, and it was going pretty well. I was looking something up on the computer for a customer on the phone. Minding my own business. All of a sudden, I hear a thump, as an older man plops his prospective purchases down on the ledge next to me.

I look up, and using my best customer service voice, say "Oh! Are you just waiting to pay, sir? My co-worker will take you in just a moment!" *SMILE* In response to which the man huffed loudly. Mind you, there was no line. Only ONE OTHER CUSTOMER in front of him.

After huffing pointedly, he asked "Is there really only ONE cash open?!"

I restrained myself from rolling my eyes, and thought, Ok, I will just cash him out, and then he will be gone, and everything will be shiny. I took him to my cash, and cashed him out quickly.

I asked "do you need a bag for 6¢" at the end of the transaction, as I always do. Instead of just saying 'yes' or 'no' to this very simple question, his eyes went wide, and he launched a diatribe:

"No. SCREW THAT. F*** this country. I f***ing pay $16.00 [ooh big spender!] for a CD and you want me to pay 6¢ [breaking the bank!] more for a bag? I HATE THIS F**ING COUNTRY. F*** YOU."

DEAR ANGRY OLD EASTERN EUROPEAN MAN: I do not care. Move somewhere else.

ANYWHO, in true retail form, I just paused, bit my tongue, and said with a manic smile "YOU HAVE A NICE DAAAAY!!!!" *twitch*