I'm meant to be typing fic.

Must gripe first.

How rude is it when you're being served at a retail store, like say, TARGET, or Express, or Dillards or even the grocery store, and the cashiers or salespeople carry on a conversation amongst themselves like you don't exist?  Am I the ONLY person that this bothers?  At this point in my life I still have enough self restraint and concern for how other people perceive me not to be a total bitch and say, "Hello?  Someone standing here?  Someone spending money in your store?  I exist, damn it!"  When I am old, however, I have a feeling I'm going to be one hell of a bitchy old lady.

I worked retail in college.  At Bath and Body Works, actually.  In the beautiful downtown Irving Mall (Where people got shot two years in a row when I worked there)  And we were trained to either involve customers in a conversation, or keep personal stuff that you needed to say 'til after the customer was gone.

Actually, the whole customer service industry has gone to hell in a handbasket.  From the dead eyes that serve you at your favorite restaurant, to the kid at Sonic that hands you a diet coke with cola dripping all down the side, to those witches at the mall who talk about their 'boyfriend and how he's such a bastard' like you aren't there.  I have had it.  HAD IT.  I'M MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!

Whew.  I feel better.


BOYS.  *rolls eyes*