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Hopped down the street to my favorite bakery for a quick snack. Some short, skinny older (65 - 70?) woman was in front of me. She asked for a pound of cookies or some such thing, but this was at 3:30 on a Saturday afternoon. They'd been open since 8am - there's only a few donuts and things left. This happens EVERY Saturday. I've made the mistake of going over there myself only to find what I want is sold out. That's MY fault.
Anyway, this little old woman starts yelling at the poor woman behind the counter (as if it's all her fault) that it's been three weeks in a row and does she need to call ahead of time to order a pound of cookies?
Well - YES. If you're too dumb to realize that showing up in the afternoon three weeks in a row means they're sold out of what you want, then maybe you want to drag your annoying, wrinkled ass down there a little earlier in the day. Or actually order what you want ahead of time.
I was sorely tempted to mouth off, but the owners have been friends of ours for ten years and the one owner has known my dad longer than that. I wasn't going to make a scene in front of other customers. (if no one else was there I would have said something) So she goes stomping out and we all just kind of look at each other and laugh.
Seriously - if you've come in three Saturdays in a row and they didn't have what you want - come in earlier. Or order ahead of time. They usually only need a day's notice to make almost anything.
Anyway, this little old woman starts yelling at the poor woman behind the counter (as if it's all her fault) that it's been three weeks in a row and does she need to call ahead of time to order a pound of cookies?
Well - YES. If you're too dumb to realize that showing up in the afternoon three weeks in a row means they're sold out of what you want, then maybe you want to drag your annoying, wrinkled ass down there a little earlier in the day. Or actually order what you want ahead of time.
I was sorely tempted to mouth off, but the owners have been friends of ours for ten years and the one owner has known my dad longer than that. I wasn't going to make a scene in front of other customers. (if no one else was there I would have said something) So she goes stomping out and we all just kind of look at each other and laugh.
Seriously - if you've come in three Saturdays in a row and they didn't have what you want - come in earlier. Or order ahead of time. They usually only need a day's notice to make almost anything.
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