This morning I was shopping for beef for beef stew, milk, veggies for the stew, and assorted other items.
There was a man being serviced at the butcher counter as well. I would use the term gentleman but that would be inaccurate.
He wanted his chicken breasts a certain way. The butcher was telling him something and the guy WENT OFF. Cursing. Throwing around sentences like, "Do you know how long I have been coming here? Over 30 years. I knew the father. I know the owners. I spend over a thousand dollars a month here," and so on and so on and so on.
He was asking for the manager. He was asking for the owners. He announced he would just go upstairs and talk to the owner himself. (He did not)
I sat there thinking to myself, "YOU, sir, are an ass."
One of the employees called down the owner; by then the guy had at least stopped speaking.
All I cold think of was, the customer is NOT always right.
Congratulations to the staff for remaining professional. I wanted to slap him.
Be nice, sir.
It will serve you far better than your superiority over the person serving you.
But she's so mean
(You'll never let her go, why don't you let her go?)
Yeah, and you want her
But she's so mean
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