Here's a post that everyone will enjoy! Shit that drives me crazy! Who wouldn't want to hear about that, eh? Normally, I am a fairly positive person. Pretty happy for the most part, always looking on the bright side. But when it comes to work, all bets are off! I don't care who you are at a glance, I hate you for being in my store.
Two types of people that drive me carzy in particular:
Old people
Children
Worse than children is actually the parents, because we all know that no one has any business procreating in this current place and time, but the children are the ones who exist to drive me crazy so they get the top spot.
First: Old people. This time of year is prime for old folks. I don't know why, but they arrive and they arrive in FORCE! I grimmace at the approach of a hobbling old couple at my door. They come in, look dumbfounded for a while, start talking to each other about all the neat stuff we have, achieve a stupid amount of amusement from any clever phrase or phrase on a product (ie: the Ipood pack trowel) they neglect to understand or even listen to anything you say to them in response to a question they have. They look hopelessly for any opening to get what they conceieve to be a clever comment on their part.
"Pretty slow today, huh?" followed by laughter of course.
Look for any excuse to tell a story from a past visit they have had to the park. Especially if it involves bears, or hiking half dome.
Children. Children are the top contenders for things that should be left at home at all times. Aside from making loud noises and crying for no apparent reason, they must touch EVERYTHING!!!!! Bless their little hearts, they're in the learning stage of their lives. Good. Great. Why bring them in here? What are they learning about grabbing three flashlights off the counter and clicking them into my eyes multiple times? How about the great lessons they get from dragging sleds all over the store, using fishing poles to fish for other people, or sword fighting one another with walking sticks? The only lesson to be learned here is how long is it going to take before the cashier is forced for sanity preserving purposes to kick those little bastards out of the store? Any takers? It only gets worse from here folks...