Tuesday, October 26, 2010

RUDE.

I got off work early today, and was wandering through various stores on Broadway, and I spotted a massive liquor store. I haven't been able to find Almendrado (Almond tequila... seriously AMAZING) since I've been in NYC so I thought I'd give it a try. A salesman approached me and I explained what I was looking for and as we were brainstorming, he called me out on overusing the word "like". Now... I know I say it a lot and I try to be conscious and tone it down, but who the fuck are you to give me a hard time?! He stopped me mid-sentence to ask me why I said that so much and to let me know that it made it really hard to listen because it interrupted the flow of the conversation.

Umm.... ok, even if that were true, I AM A FUCKING CUSTOMER. Who are you to critique anything about me [to my face]?! I mean, really.

I was so taken aback, I just stared at him for a second and then he asked me another question (relating to the tequila) and when I replied I started my sentence with "I think it was like a.... " and he interrupted me to "correct" me: "I think it was 'similar'".

FUCK.OFF.

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