The Inner Child Came Out Today
It is a big sale day.
Customer: “Where’s the TV?! The one from the ad!”
I scan the code.
Me: “There are still two in the store, but they may be in other people’s carts. It’s first-come, first-served, so we can’t hold anything.
The customer huffs and then spots another customer who has one of the TVs in his cart.
Customer: “Make him give me that one.”
Me: “Uh… no.”
So, she decides to take matters into her own hands and walks up and says:
Customer: “Hey, I really want that TV for my daughter’s room.”
TV Customer: “…And?”
Customer: “What do you mean ‘and‘?! It’s for a child! Hand it over!”
TV Customer: “Mine is for a child, too.”
Customer: “How old?! It should go to the younger child!”
TV Customer: “Age doesn’t matter. It’s going to me, the biggest kid I know.” *Sticks his tongue out.* “I got it, and yoooou didn’t! Nuh nuh nuh!”
Customer: *Shouting at me.* “Look what he’s doing! Make him stop!”
Me: “Guys, please, I’m not even eighteen, and you’re both older than my parents.”
The customer kicks the other customer’s cart, which does nothing, and storms off. How am I, the seventeen-year-old, the most mature one in this situation?
