Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 29

In the shop where I work, we have a meat stand where we slice cheeses and hams but also serve raw meat, mince it, cut it — however the customer wants. We also have a big oven where we bake frozen bread rolls and breads. It’s a big shop, but there were only three of us on a shift.

I was serving a customer in the meat section, and the oven started beeping, signalling that the bread rolls were baked. I opened it so they wouldn’t burn and got back to the customer. Before I even finished packing up his order, he asked me:

Customer: “How many workers are in this shop?”

Me: “Three. I’m here in the meat section, and two of us are at the cash register, so you should be checked out in no time.”

Customer: “Well, why isn’t anybody taking the bread rolls out the oven?”

Me: “…Because my coworkers are on the other side of the shop.”

Customer: “Why aren’t you doing it?”

Me: “I’m packing your meat order, sir, so the bread rolls have to wait.”

Customer: “Well, I want them now!”

I nodded, went to the oven, put the gloves on, and got the bread rolls out. Six trays needed to be taken care of. As I was doing so, the customer started screaming that he didn’t have all day, and why the f*** would I just stop packing up his order?

He did not get bread rolls that day.

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Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 28
Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 27
Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 26
Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 25
Some People Just Want To Watch The World Burn, Part 24