“Where’s that smile at?”
“How many male employees do you ask that question to?” You ignorant fucking douche.
“Come on!” No one likes frowny-face titties.
*Half smiling. I have a nice big smile in my ass you can suck out.
“That’s better. Remember, you’re the first thing the customer sees before they start shopping.” How many times do I have to tell this bitch to smile?
“I know, sorry. I just need a cup of coffee.” Seven more hours of this.
“Alright, now, and remember, we don’t allow coffee in the counter area. OK.” BITCH.
Oh. My. God. “OK.” What a fucking asshole.