Bugger Off
I'm in such an off mood.
It started with my bagel sandwich this morning. They forgot to put bacon on it and it was a B.E.L.T. The B in that stands for BACON, of which I DID NOT GET. So I was cranky about that.
And then I worked in the afternoon, which was fine, until two people didn't show up in the evening, and my guilt got the better of me and I stayed to work the evening as well (which I still regret - I should have just kept walking toward home). So, this also made me cranky.
And what do you know, the third or so customer I had was a right prick.
Apparently, this elderly lady had cut in line (though as far as I could see, there WAS no line at that point, just a smattering of people sort of in the line next to me, sort of in my line), so the next guy who comes up to me says to me in this condescending tone, "The next time someone cuts in line like that, don't serve them."
Excuse me? I was really too shocked to say anything back, so I kind of just stared, got his order, and treated him coldly. I didn't look him in the eye, or smile, or say any more to him than I had to, and I was slightly snappy when I told him he could choose any of the boxed candy to go with his combo.
What I really wished I HAD said was, "The next time you talk to me in that tone of voice, I won't serve YOU."
And this whole thing made me even MORE cranky. I still can't get over the nerve of that guy!
And it didn't help that I hadn't eaten since 11 o'clock this morning, and it was then 6:45pm, and I had had a 20 minute break between the time I stopped working my afternoon shift and started my evening shift.
And then during my walk home, I was hyperventilating and panicking and convinced I was going to grow old and die alone. I'm not sure where that came from, but it was there, and I had a hard time not falling to my knees in despair.
Really, the whole mood of the day was just not conducive to a cheerful attitude.
It started with my bagel sandwich this morning. They forgot to put bacon on it and it was a B.E.L.T. The B in that stands for BACON, of which I DID NOT GET. So I was cranky about that.
And then I worked in the afternoon, which was fine, until two people didn't show up in the evening, and my guilt got the better of me and I stayed to work the evening as well (which I still regret - I should have just kept walking toward home). So, this also made me cranky.
And what do you know, the third or so customer I had was a right prick.
Apparently, this elderly lady had cut in line (though as far as I could see, there WAS no line at that point, just a smattering of people sort of in the line next to me, sort of in my line), so the next guy who comes up to me says to me in this condescending tone, "The next time someone cuts in line like that, don't serve them."
Excuse me? I was really too shocked to say anything back, so I kind of just stared, got his order, and treated him coldly. I didn't look him in the eye, or smile, or say any more to him than I had to, and I was slightly snappy when I told him he could choose any of the boxed candy to go with his combo.
What I really wished I HAD said was, "The next time you talk to me in that tone of voice, I won't serve YOU."
And this whole thing made me even MORE cranky. I still can't get over the nerve of that guy!
And it didn't help that I hadn't eaten since 11 o'clock this morning, and it was then 6:45pm, and I had had a 20 minute break between the time I stopped working my afternoon shift and started my evening shift.
And then during my walk home, I was hyperventilating and panicking and convinced I was going to grow old and die alone. I'm not sure where that came from, but it was there, and I had a hard time not falling to my knees in despair.
Really, the whole mood of the day was just not conducive to a cheerful attitude.