We hate you because you get angry when we tell you we cannot put two fuel purchases on the same transaction, and yes, you will have to pay twice.
We hate you because you pay a total under $10 with a hundred dollar bill without asking first if we can break it.
We hate you because you ask for “just a small bag, please.” Yes, please give us a moment while we step into our bag-size emporium.
We hate you because you drop things on the floor, look at them, and then walk away without picking them up.
We hate you because you can definitely see that we are with another customer, yet you still bombard us with questions.
We hate you when you are hovering at the door when we haven’t even opened the store yet.
We hate you when you assume the small open space in the front of the store has a magical cart corral bolted to the floor that no one else can see but you.
We hate you because you jump the queue and throw a tantrum when we serve whoever was next.
We hate you because you feel you are an entitled, special flower and thus exempt from the company’s policies.
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