Yesterday was a tough one, so I am playing catch up with the slogging.
As I left the grocery store well over a year ago, my daughter asked for one of the many balloons they always have at the registers in ACME (part of the reason I now shop at Shop Rite). I declined her request, and that response was met with a little bit of resistance.
The cashier, who apparently chose misery as her favorite hobby, snarled:
Comment: "Uh oh, looks like someone missed their nap".
What I wanted to say: And it looks like someone missed her chance to use one of her two brain cells.
What I could have said: She did and now she is so miserable. What's your excuse?
What I did say: No, she's just upset with your selection of baby foods.
I'm 32, a dad, and I am not a douchebag...
6 years ago