Two Unrelated Things
It apparently snowed between 11:45pm (when I went to bed) and 4:30am (when I woke up). I just let the dogs out to do the things dogs are not allowed to do in the house and they both looked at me accusingly. I swear they thought the snow was some prank I pulled just to make them angry in the early morning. So much for my romantic notions of these two wolfbreeds frollicking playfully in the drifts.
Yes, I'm blogging about bad customer service, because I want opinions on whether it's bad customer service or I'm just being a grumpy cow. Yesterday I was at a fabric, craft and yarn store which shares a name with my mother. I was behind the all-time worst customer in the world. (She wrote a check, didn't start filling it out until the order was rung up, forgot she had a discount, made the checker re-ring the order and then realised she'd left an item in her cart which necessitated writing another check, etc.) A line began to form behind us as the fusion between Bad Customer and Scatterbrained Clerk worked it's time-stopping magic.
After about five minutes another clerk opened the next register. That's when he committed what I consider to be the cardinal sin. Instead of taking me first--the next person in line--he took a couple Jilly come latelies from behind me. Leaving me to be in line behind Molasses Lady for another three minutes.
Maybe I'm petty, but MAN I hate that. If I'm next in line, ring me up next on the new register. Am I wrong?