IDK, man, I guess maybe I need to sit all the managers down at once and explain this to them. It’s definitely worse than when I started here like 5 years ago, so it hasn’t really been this much of a problem until recently, and asking everyone to repeat themselves on an hourly basis just isn’t working.
I made an effort to pull my manager aside and explain to her that I have limited hearing, so I can pretty much only understand her if she’s talking directly to my face, particularly while I’m still slightly congested, and her response was to turn away as she mumbled something in reply, so basically what I learned is that she just doesn’t give a shit.
in an effort to “get caught up,” Steve becomes the pop culture junkie of the group
he lives for the looks of confusion on other people’s faces and makes increasingly obscure references in a not-so-subtle attempt at revenge
some are born hipsters, some achieve hipsterdom and some become hipsters fOR VENGEANCE
Customers who interrupt when I’m in the middle of talking to another customer are the WORST, and they usually leave in a huff because I ask them to wait until it’s their turn, like the children they are.
“I got both of them from local shelters. When I got her in 2006, the staff told me she was a shepherd husky. I go to the dog park, I’m meeting people with shepherd husky mixes, and they look nothing like her. I get in my car, I’m driving, I look in the rearview mirror, I see these eyes and I’m like, I’ve got a wolf in my car. Then, when she was 10-months old, there was a shepherd breeder and trainer in the dog park, and at the end of the lesson, the trainer came up to me and asked, ‘What kind of dog is that?’ And I’m thinking, Shepherd husky. You should know, you are a breeder. She said, ‘That’s a wolf.’”