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Dear Sucky Oil Lady,
I felt the way you handled our transaction the other day was incredibly rude.
You got in line and proceeded to place your items on the belt. While I was ringing up the customer ahead of you, you said to me "You have some oil on your belt, and it's getting on peoples things." First of all, why the heck did you put your stuff in the oil? Then you, without any pause, asked me, "Do you have a napkin I can wipe it up with?" To which I replied, "I'm sorry, I don't."
My co-worker, overhearing this conversation, handed me a box of paper towels, which I handed to you. You then wiped up the oil, while commenting to the customer behind you, "See, I'm wiping this up, she should be doing it, but I'm wiping it up." That was the point I decided that I hated you, and stopped talking to you, or even looking at you, because if I had I would have verbalized the thoughts running through my mind, which would have gotten me fired.
You then walked over to my co-worker, as if she were some kind of manager, and while I couldn't hear what you said, it resulted in her say "You have oil on your belt." So I assume you were being a whiny bitch.
Not once did you ask me to wipe up the oil. No, you asked me for a towel so you could wipe it up. You then proceeded to whine about it to another customer, and to a co-worker. Not once did you address me, aside from asking me for the towel. You see my problem here?
DIAF,
A Beleaguered Cashier
P.S. I can't believe I spelled 'beleaguered' correctly on my first try.
I felt the way you handled our transaction the other day was incredibly rude.
You got in line and proceeded to place your items on the belt. While I was ringing up the customer ahead of you, you said to me "You have some oil on your belt, and it's getting on peoples things." First of all, why the heck did you put your stuff in the oil? Then you, without any pause, asked me, "Do you have a napkin I can wipe it up with?" To which I replied, "I'm sorry, I don't."
My co-worker, overhearing this conversation, handed me a box of paper towels, which I handed to you. You then wiped up the oil, while commenting to the customer behind you, "See, I'm wiping this up, she should be doing it, but I'm wiping it up." That was the point I decided that I hated you, and stopped talking to you, or even looking at you, because if I had I would have verbalized the thoughts running through my mind, which would have gotten me fired.
You then walked over to my co-worker, as if she were some kind of manager, and while I couldn't hear what you said, it resulted in her say "You have oil on your belt." So I assume you were being a whiny bitch.
Not once did you ask me to wipe up the oil. No, you asked me for a towel so you could wipe it up. You then proceeded to whine about it to another customer, and to a co-worker. Not once did you address me, aside from asking me for the towel. You see my problem here?
DIAF,
A Beleaguered Cashier
P.S. I can't believe I spelled 'beleaguered' correctly on my first try.
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