Life With Frenchie

This weekend, at the mall, I went to Auntie Annie’s to get pretzels for MM & me. I always ask for plain - no butter, no salt. When I got there, there were 4 girls working - 1 ringing up purchases, 1 bagging the stuff, and 2 making pretzels. The one bagging said they didn’t have any that didn’t have butter but she asked the one girl standing at the oven what was baking. It turned out they were baking pretzel sticks so she offered me those. I’m not so picky where I can’t just pick off the salt or wipe off the butter if that’s the only kind they have, but given the option, I’ll take the already plain pretzel. But, I had somewhere to be so I couldn’t wait around long. When I asked her how long, she kindly turned around and asked the same girl how much longer they had.

I swear the girl’s (the one by the oven) eyes made a complete revolution in her head! OMG! I could not believe how completely obvious she made it that we were interrupting her standing around to ask her a question about her job!!! I mean, all three of us - the cashier, the bagger, and myself - were looking right at her with no more than 15 feet separating us and she just rolled her eyes! WTF is wrong with people these days? It was a simple question that took, at most, 4 syllables to answer! The worst part was, this was just shortly after they opened. My God! If she was like this at the start of the day, I’d hate to see how she was by the end.

I just hate poor customer service and when they make it obvious that I am imposing upon them by asking them to do their job, it makes me even more upset.

Ugh! I’m still upset over it!