I was just slightly shitty to an old lady.
Let me start off by saying I love old folks. They are the population I want to work with once I have my degree. I love history, I love hearing their stories, I love how genuine and sweet most of them are.
And then there's the old people that are still out there working (which I totally respect, it's hard to make it on SSI alone if you had no retirement savings). I enjoy most of them. But a fraction of this population is bitter (again, I respect that). But don't for a second think you can get catty with ME without me biting back.
I went to HEB this morning to restock our fruit supply. I used a hand basket and only purchased bananas, apples, oranges, a refill pack of wipes, a small pack of diapers, and a box of capri sun. It all fit in the basket, it was not too heavy to carry. So I get to the express lane and the checker was a sweet young lady. It was the bagger than was an old snot.
She says, "Yet another person without a basket." all pissed off, like it was a personal attack on her.
I say, "Are you talking about me?" thinking that it was a weird comment for her to make.
Bagger: "Yeah. You. You don't have a basket."
Me: "Sorry to offend you, I didn't need a big basket today."
*The checker blushes, winces, apologizes, and rolls her eyes all in one motion*
Bagger: "No, I feel sorry for YOU."
Me: "Don't. I can handle my groceries, grandma."
And with that I grabbed my TWO bags and gave the diapers a little toss in the air and walked out.
I gotta say, I felt a bit guilty when I got in the van.. but then again, she was a bitch so fuck it.
X-posted to Myspace.
And then there's the old people that are still out there working (which I totally respect, it's hard to make it on SSI alone if you had no retirement savings). I enjoy most of them. But a fraction of this population is bitter (again, I respect that). But don't for a second think you can get catty with ME without me biting back.
I went to HEB this morning to restock our fruit supply. I used a hand basket and only purchased bananas, apples, oranges, a refill pack of wipes, a small pack of diapers, and a box of capri sun. It all fit in the basket, it was not too heavy to carry. So I get to the express lane and the checker was a sweet young lady. It was the bagger than was an old snot.
She says, "Yet another person without a basket." all pissed off, like it was a personal attack on her.
I say, "Are you talking about me?" thinking that it was a weird comment for her to make.
Bagger: "Yeah. You. You don't have a basket."
Me: "Sorry to offend you, I didn't need a big basket today."
*The checker blushes, winces, apologizes, and rolls her eyes all in one motion*
Bagger: "No, I feel sorry for YOU."
Me: "Don't. I can handle my groceries, grandma."
And with that I grabbed my TWO bags and gave the diapers a little toss in the air and walked out.
I gotta say, I felt a bit guilty when I got in the van.. but then again, she was a bitch so fuck it.
X-posted to Myspace.