I work at a clothing store. On one table we have jeans and some tops. Everything was folded but not all the edges were straight. While we have customers I don't stress about making the table perfect, because it gets messed up two minutes later. A lady walks in and complains about how messy the table is. I look back and she is destroying the table. She pulls jeans out of the stack, makes other stacks go vertical, and pulls out stuff from the back. I walk over. (M=me, SC=sucky customer).
M: Can I help you find a size or a fit?
SC: If this table wasn't so messy maybe I could find a size.
She continues to rip out jeans and throw them unfolded on the table. Next she moves to the tops. The same dialogue follows. I follow her around the table and fold things all the while she grumbles about how messy the table is. What is wrong with people?
M: Can I help you find a size or a fit?
SC: If this table wasn't so messy maybe I could find a size.
She continues to rip out jeans and throw them unfolded on the table. Next she moves to the tops. The same dialogue follows. I follow her around the table and fold things all the while she grumbles about how messy the table is. What is wrong with people?
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