Not too long ago, I worked at one of the primary pharmacies available in the US. I'm always as friendly as possible with customers, and I've been hugged a few times, had one lady cup my face and tell me that I was the sweetest girl she'd ever met and not to ever let anyone take that away from me (seriously, she leaned so close I thought she was going to make out with me or something) and smoothed out situations that my managers could only stammer at with irate customers, and more often than not even if they came in fuming, they left smiling or laughing, that's just the sort of person I am.
However, I got one old white lady (the race was important here) come in who went to the coffee machines and got a medium coffee and brought it up to me, demanding the sale price. When I pointed out to her that the sale was on the large, not the medium, and offered to switch the cups for her because that way she'd actually get more coffee for less money, which seemed like a perfectly reasonable thing to do, she went off on me and started yelling at me that she didn't want the large. Now, here you might want to note I'm about medium-skinned (sort've a mocha color) with brown eyes and dark hair. When I tried to explain the simple solution to her problem to her, she started yelling again, accused me of being a 'job-stealing stupid wetback' and threw the boiling-temperature coffee on me and left without paying. My manager, an ex-military woman who thinks she's a drill sergeant, wouldn't let me go rinse off the coffee with cold water or anything until my lunch break, so I was standing there with burns all over my arms and chest (up to my neck) and couldn't do a damn thing about it.
So, to you, Racist Old Biddy, I must tell you that it's ridiculous to throw such a tantrum that someone actually gets hurt because you don't want to have a larger cup, even if that saves you money, but I also must mention this-
I'm part Cherokee and Blackfoot Native American. I'm pretty sure we've been here longer than you.
However, I got one old white lady (the race was important here) come in who went to the coffee machines and got a medium coffee and brought it up to me, demanding the sale price. When I pointed out to her that the sale was on the large, not the medium, and offered to switch the cups for her because that way she'd actually get more coffee for less money, which seemed like a perfectly reasonable thing to do, she went off on me and started yelling at me that she didn't want the large. Now, here you might want to note I'm about medium-skinned (sort've a mocha color) with brown eyes and dark hair. When I tried to explain the simple solution to her problem to her, she started yelling again, accused me of being a 'job-stealing stupid wetback' and threw the boiling-temperature coffee on me and left without paying. My manager, an ex-military woman who thinks she's a drill sergeant, wouldn't let me go rinse off the coffee with cold water or anything until my lunch break, so I was standing there with burns all over my arms and chest (up to my neck) and couldn't do a damn thing about it.
So, to you, Racist Old Biddy, I must tell you that it's ridiculous to throw such a tantrum that someone actually gets hurt because you don't want to have a larger cup, even if that saves you money, but I also must mention this-
I'm part Cherokee and Blackfoot Native American. I'm pretty sure we've been here longer than you.
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