Faster And Furiouser

(My register has gone down and I am in the process of getting someone to come and fix it. In the meantime, a man marches up to me with three things in his arms.)

Me: “I’m sorry, sir. My register is down.”

Customer: “What is this crap? You’re the only speedy checkout open! I want to get out of here in a hurry!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir. I’m waiting for someone to fix my register.”

Customer: “Why don’t YOU fix your register!?”

(I stay silent as he continues to rant.)

Customer: “I need to get the h*** out of this place!”

Me: “Sir, why don’t you go to the register next to me? She is open.”

(The customer looks over at the register, which isn’t a speedy checkout, and snaps at me again.)

Customer: “Why would I go there?! It isn’t even a speedy checkout!”

(I look over again. There is no one in line.)

Me: “Sir, she doesn’t have anyone in line–”

Customer: “Forget it! You can put that s*** back!”

(He throws the stuff onto my register and storms out.)