P.S.
Not quite goodnight yet, I thought of two work pet peeves that I'll share. Please forgive my complaining tonight, man! But here goes, thanks in advance. :-)
#1.)
Me: Would you like any cash back tonight?
Woman: Yes.
Me: ..................
Me: ... (waiting for her to state the numerical amount that inevitably follows such a question so I can type it in the computer) ...
Me: .............. (teeth clenched, finally giving in to the awkward silence) How much would you like?
I understand that the question is a yes or no question. But if you want cash back you need to tell me how much within five minute because I can't read your dang mind. The longer you sit and stare at the little window, the more tempted I am to stay remain completely, awkwardly silent just to avoid asking the stupid question and force you to say something.
#2.)
Me: How are you doing tonight?
Woman 2: We're doing pretty good!
Me: (Glances down to see if there are small children, midgets, or even animals near her. A stuffed animal? Any creature or even an object resembling a creature? Anything would do... but alas, there are none. Just a woman and her shopping cart. Gives the woman a blank stare for about five seconds. Then a large, forced, false smile, and a hearty) That's good!
~*~ a short time later ~*~
Me: Do you have any coupons tonight?
Woman 2: Nope, we don't.
Me: ............. LEARN YOUR DARN PRONOUNS ..........
Okay so I didn't shout it. Maybe in my head a little.
I feel so much better now. I forgot how good it feels to rant in writing. The only problem before was the whole public blog thing. But hopefully only a few people see this.
#1.)
Me: Would you like any cash back tonight?
Woman: Yes.
Me: ..................
Me: ... (waiting for her to state the numerical amount that inevitably follows such a question so I can type it in the computer) ...
Me: .............. (teeth clenched, finally giving in to the awkward silence) How much would you like?
I understand that the question is a yes or no question. But if you want cash back you need to tell me how much within five minute because I can't read your dang mind. The longer you sit and stare at the little window, the more tempted I am to stay remain completely, awkwardly silent just to avoid asking the stupid question and force you to say something.
#2.)
Me: How are you doing tonight?
Woman 2: We're doing pretty good!
Me: (Glances down to see if there are small children, midgets, or even animals near her. A stuffed animal? Any creature or even an object resembling a creature? Anything would do... but alas, there are none. Just a woman and her shopping cart. Gives the woman a blank stare for about five seconds. Then a large, forced, false smile, and a hearty) That's good!
~*~ a short time later ~*~
Me: Do you have any coupons tonight?
Woman 2: Nope, we don't.
Me: ............. LEARN YOUR DARN PRONOUNS ..........
Okay so I didn't shout it. Maybe in my head a little.
I feel so much better now. I forgot how good it feels to rant in writing. The only problem before was the whole public blog thing. But hopefully only a few people see this.

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