These Complaints Are Pure Fluff

I am working at a cotton candy stand. My manager comes by and notices I look a little flustered.

Manager: “Everything okay?”

Me: “Yeah, but I had a lady complain that the cotton candy wasn’t fluffy enough and she was going to get me fired.”

Manager: “Short woman, red hair, huge glasses?”

Me: “Uh… yeah? Did she complain to you about me?” 

Manager: “Not yet, but she will. She’s already found me twice today to say that the popcorn vendor needs to be fired because the kernels were ‘too poppy’ and that the merry-go-round operator needs to be fired because it was spinning — and I quote — ‘too clockwise’.”