I don't post that often, what with me being in the land of unemployment out here in Italy, but boy, do the Americans on the base provide some real doozies once in a while.
For those of you who don't know how things work at the base grocery store (Commissary), someone checks your ID before you enter (most of them, anyway), and when you check out, someone bags your stuff and wheels it out to the car for you. It's appropriate to tip the latter person, and they are not responsible for doing anything other than bagging and wheeling your goodies to the car, because they work only for tips (so I'm told).
Backstory aside, the following happened the other day:
Me: *Not involved and totally flabberghasted*
Crazy Woman: CW
Doorman: D, has NO AUTHORITY WHATSOEVER to do ANYTHING except check IDs. Is NOT a manager. Is just a DOORMAN. Is a little, adorable Italian man who barely speaks English.
CW comes in, and approaches D.
CW: *starts off extremely aggressively* I just checked out and your
bagger brought my things out to my car, but she wouldn't bring my basket inside!
D: Okay. (I'm not entirely sure he understood anything she said/; he says "Okay" to a lot of things.)
CW: Aren't you going to do something about this??
D: *Smiles, a little tiredly, like he's not really obligated to please her and just wants to go home.*
CW: She wouldn't take my basket. *pause* You don't care, do you?
CW: *Laughing- yes, actually LAUGHING* YOU DON'T, DO YOU! (This is shouted, not questioningly, but in an accusatory tone, loud enough to draw attention from everyone in the area.) YOU DON'T
Before anyone could respond, much less the manager who was walking up, she stormed out, leaving everyone with this look:
I'm not entirely sure the doorman understood what had just happened to him, and I'm definitely not sure what she expected him to do to the bagger who refused to do something that wasn't her job.
I can only think that this woman needed to feel like she could push someone around, and the bagger and doorman seemed like easy marks.