Time To Indulge In A Little Schadenfreude

I was having a decent day at the register, and things were going great. Then came this customer. She was in a bad mood, and I was trying to stay positive, but she kept telling me to hurry up when I was scanning because she was in a rush. She had a full cart of stuff.

Me: “I’m going as fast as I can. I’m sorry.”

Customer: “You shouldn’t be making $11 an hour! You’re too slow!”

She just kept berating me as I rang up her items.

Finally, the time came to pay. She swiped her card and it was declined. She tried again. Denied. Third time. Denied.

She called the bank and learned that her account had been run almost completely dry and only had about $24 left.

She stormed out quickly after, and I got some time away from the register to put her groceries away.