. . . Something I often wish I would do. No more of this "I love you
" crap. Sometimes I just get the urge to stop with the "play nice
" comments, bring out my stick, and cave in to the physical satisfaction of hitting
someone stupid. My ears ache for those fullfilling *THWACK* noises (and the following yelps of pain) that are made when something solid hits human
Woman approaches counter.
Woman: How much do your pops cost?
Me: The smalls are $.88, the mediums are $.98 and the
larges are $1.08.
Woman: That much for a small?
Me: Yeah, sorry.
Woman: They charge $.88 for a small coffee? What a rip off!
Me: No, actually the small coffee's are $.48 and the larges are $.58.
Woman: What about the mediums?
Me: Actually, we don't have mediums. Just larges and smalls.
Woman looks confused.
Woman walks down to the end of the counter and picks up one of the tiny, free, LABELLED water cups.
Woman: Hello. . .
Woman knocks on her head.
There is only one size here, and they are tiny. I am not paying $.48 for this cup.
Miss. . . The coffee cups are actually right under the coffee pot. See the BRIGHT PINK SIGN on the counter that says,"Coffee cups below coffee pot?"
Woman: I don't like your attitude.
Now, by this point, I have a line of customers and 3 orders on the counter.
Woman grabs a large coffee cup, stalks down to Coke dispenser, and proceeds to fill the cup with Dr. Pepper.
Me: Well, actua. . .
Woman glares, and cuts in front of 6 irrate customers.
Me, Outloud: That will be $.88 Please.
Me, inwardly: *THWACK THWACK*