Resist The Urge To Strangle The Customers

At the store where I work, a lady snapped her fingers at me to get the right size pants for her. She was in the wrong department, and she wanted me to run to the plus-size area and fetch her stuff like I was a dog.

At the end of her fitting exchange, she saw I was picking up all the clothes on the floor and hanging them.

Customer: “HEY, YOU!”

I turned, and she smiled as she took her hand and knocked down an entire row of clothes off the rack. Then, she walked away.