Y'know what I like...i like when i finally get myself together enough to tell someone how i feel about them...and no one dies! It's a good thing :)
I also like throwing a 388 series...that's good for me
I also like telling asshole customers off :)
This guy comes in to the store last night, well, saturday night. He's looking at the massagers, I ask him if there's something I can help him with, he says no, i walk on.
He finishes his shopping and brings the massager up to the counter to check out. I ask about the DVD set, he says no, i ask about the passport, he says no, i begin my passport spiel. Usually it goes like this: "Well, it's completely free, you get one of these little tags, and every $150 you spend we send you a ten dollar certificate in the mail!" I get to the t- sound in "tag" when he huffs and says, "I just want to pay and get out of here."
I smirk, subtly
He pays with his credit card and, since he's in such a BIGHUGEHURRY he scrawls his signature on the reciept. I ask for ID
"Do you have an ID?"
He gives me his license, i check, he huffs again and asks, "What was that for?"
I said, "Well it didn't quite match, I checked for your safety."
He says, "Was it that, or was it an attitude?" (Words cannot convey the snottiness with which these words were spoken)
I stand, having slid the reciept into the drawer and laugh, look him directly in the face and say "They don't pay me enough to have an attitude..."
I then ducked below the counter to avoid laughing in his face.
That was a good time, i thought...
and now that I've bored you all to tears with my godawful work story...goodnight :)