Unfiltered Story #300896

(I’m in the middle of my shift at a convenience store. A tiny latina woman carrying a bag the size of her torso comes in, grabs a soda, and places it on the counter)

Woman: (muttering in spanish) “Calorie free” it says, as if it made any difference alongside all this junk…

Me: (ignores the worn-out joke) Will that be all, ma’am?

Woman: Yes, thank you, just let me…

(She opens her bag to get her wallet. I realize that the bag has been filled to the brim with candy bags, that crunch everytime she moves.)

Woman: (in spanish) Ohh, I will [feel this/be sorry] tomorrow….