Long title : I am not here for your convenience, amusement, or to be your audience, or be your target for abuse when you make assumptions about me, and I don't conform to how things work in your world. #phew#
Background: I am extremely introverted and shy. </b>
So, I go into my local grocery store to exchange some cat food (found out the bag I bought Monday expired last May) and I go to the CS desk. It's after 7pm. We join this episode already in progress...
OB : Old biddy, late 50s to early 60s
CSM: poor guy
Me: Middle-aged biddy
have I mentioned I'm an introvert? 
Suck the First
OB: --blah blah blah yogurt blah blah blah--
CSM: {trying to fill out a rain check form and still be polite to blithering OB}
OB: blah blah blah rain check blah blah yogurt blah blah- oh! I shouldn't talk at you while you're trying to do that...
Me:
{returns to internal checklist of current errands, To Dos before vacation, and work thoughts}
CSM: Here you go-
OB: I need a raincheck for Nifty Yogurt - wow, it's really on a good deal this week blah blah blah...
CSM {trying to find details in circular, can't find it}
OB: Oh, and then I need a raincheck on the Whatever bottled water pack
Me: {internal sigh, back to my thoughts}
CSM: we're out of Whatever water? I thought we still had plenty in-
OB: Oh, no, I need it for next week!
Me:
CSM: {patiently} Ma'am, I can only give a raincheck for items we run out of, not because you want to wait to buy them.
OB: Oh. {cue CBF; tersely:} OK.
{that didn't sound like things were OK to me...}
CSM: {returns to looking in the circular for the sale yogurt}
OB: It's a dairy item.
Me:
CSM: OK, I don't see it, so I'm going to have to go back and check. {leaves slowly, probably hoping she'd say nevermind - no such luck}
Suck the Second
Me: {I look around at all the people milling around in the front of the store, and wonder why he couldn't send one of them to check the shelf, instead of leaving the CS desk unmanned.} #shrug# {returns to internal checklist of current errands, To Dos before vacation, and work thoughts. Oh crap, no. No. No, don't talk to me. No... no.... no...
}
OB: {turns to me, CBF, then in snotty tone} Sor-reee!
Me: {Damn.} #grunt# {translation: leave me alone - back to To Do list}
{pause}
OB: Well, what's wrong with YOU???
Me:
uh, what?
OB: why are you standing there giving me such a sour look??
Me: umm-
OB: How rude! I said I was sorry! You don't have any reason to be so sour!!!
Me: {Oh great, Chronic Bitch Face strikes again} Leave me alone.
OB: What? How dare you BLARGLE blah blah blah blah
Me:
Leave me alone.
{I admit that my fight or Flight kicked in really quickly, so I don't know exactly what I said, but it was several attempts of Leave me alone, go away, then escalated from there. I wanted to hit her with my cat food and run
}
OB: rant rave rant rave
Me: Shut up!
OB: How dare you RANT RAVE RANT-
Me: Fuck off, bitch!!! {this was the only time I swore at her}
{silence - yay? Oh, no, of course not...}
OB: Well I could say something rant rave rant but I won't stoop to your level rant rave rant rave but likewise rant RAVE.
...
{silence - yay? Oh, no, of course not...}
OB: There must be something seriously wrong with you rant rave rant-
Me: I think there's something wrong with you.
OB: What?? RANT RAVE RANT there's something wrong with people who stoop to calling other people names RANT RAVE RANT-
Me: I think there's something wrong with people who won't stop talking.
OB: {fume, leans in like we're confidants, lowers voice} Oh, eat shit!! {turns her back on me}
Me: Oooo, scary {laughs}
{silence - yay? Oh, wait, she's punishing me with the silent treatment? And I got her to swear, when she had previously declared she didn't talk like that?? - Double win!!
}
Me: {returns to internal checklist of current errands, To Dos before vacation, and work thoughts}
CSM returns, fills out the rain check, and OB is on her way, thankfully without a parting shot.
Suck the third (bonus, non-people related - well, no people who were present)
Me: Hi, I bought this Monday, and it actually expired in May.
CSM: {looking at date} No, they put the year first on these.
Me: No they don't. I checked it again another bag I had. This expired 14 May 2013.
CSM: #sigh# do you want to do an exchange?
Me: Yes, please.
CSM: OK, go back and get another bag - leave this one here and come back.
Me: OK.
{trudge back to the pet food aisle get another bag, go back to CSM - here's the actual suck : }
Me: Look, this is how I know that was a really old bag. That one was 4 pounds, and this fresh bag is only 3.2 pounds.
CSM:
Me: Have a good evening!
CSM: You too!
Stupid Supermarket shrink ray.
Fin.
Background: I am extremely introverted and shy. </b>
So, I go into my local grocery store to exchange some cat food (found out the bag I bought Monday expired last May) and I go to the CS desk. It's after 7pm. We join this episode already in progress...
OB : Old biddy, late 50s to early 60s
CSM: poor guy
Me: Middle-aged biddy



Suck the First
OB: --blah blah blah yogurt blah blah blah--
CSM: {trying to fill out a rain check form and still be polite to blithering OB}
OB: blah blah blah rain check blah blah yogurt blah blah- oh! I shouldn't talk at you while you're trying to do that...
Me:

CSM: Here you go-
OB: I need a raincheck for Nifty Yogurt - wow, it's really on a good deal this week blah blah blah...
CSM {trying to find details in circular, can't find it}
OB: Oh, and then I need a raincheck on the Whatever bottled water pack
Me: {internal sigh, back to my thoughts}
CSM: we're out of Whatever water? I thought we still had plenty in-
OB: Oh, no, I need it for next week!
Me:

CSM: {patiently} Ma'am, I can only give a raincheck for items we run out of, not because you want to wait to buy them.
OB: Oh. {cue CBF; tersely:} OK.
{that didn't sound like things were OK to me...}
CSM: {returns to looking in the circular for the sale yogurt}
OB: It's a dairy item.
Me:

CSM: OK, I don't see it, so I'm going to have to go back and check. {leaves slowly, probably hoping she'd say nevermind - no such luck}
Suck the Second
Me: {I look around at all the people milling around in the front of the store, and wonder why he couldn't send one of them to check the shelf, instead of leaving the CS desk unmanned.} #shrug# {returns to internal checklist of current errands, To Dos before vacation, and work thoughts. Oh crap, no. No. No, don't talk to me. No... no.... no...

OB: {turns to me, CBF, then in snotty tone} Sor-reee!
Me: {Damn.} #grunt# {translation: leave me alone - back to To Do list}
{pause}
OB: Well, what's wrong with YOU???
Me:

OB: why are you standing there giving me such a sour look??
Me: umm-
OB: How rude! I said I was sorry! You don't have any reason to be so sour!!!
Me: {Oh great, Chronic Bitch Face strikes again} Leave me alone.
OB: What? How dare you BLARGLE blah blah blah blah
Me:

{I admit that my fight or Flight kicked in really quickly, so I don't know exactly what I said, but it was several attempts of Leave me alone, go away, then escalated from there. I wanted to hit her with my cat food and run

OB: rant rave rant rave
Me: Shut up!
OB: How dare you RANT RAVE RANT-
Me: Fuck off, bitch!!! {this was the only time I swore at her}
{silence - yay? Oh, no, of course not...}
OB: Well I could say something rant rave rant but I won't stoop to your level rant rave rant rave but likewise rant RAVE.
...
{silence - yay? Oh, no, of course not...}
OB: There must be something seriously wrong with you rant rave rant-
Me: I think there's something wrong with you.
OB: What?? RANT RAVE RANT there's something wrong with people who stoop to calling other people names RANT RAVE RANT-
Me: I think there's something wrong with people who won't stop talking.
OB: {fume, leans in like we're confidants, lowers voice} Oh, eat shit!! {turns her back on me}
Me: Oooo, scary {laughs}
{silence - yay? Oh, wait, she's punishing me with the silent treatment? And I got her to swear, when she had previously declared she didn't talk like that?? - Double win!!

Me: {returns to internal checklist of current errands, To Dos before vacation, and work thoughts}
CSM returns, fills out the rain check, and OB is on her way, thankfully without a parting shot.
Suck the third (bonus, non-people related - well, no people who were present)
Me: Hi, I bought this Monday, and it actually expired in May.
CSM: {looking at date} No, they put the year first on these.
Me: No they don't. I checked it again another bag I had. This expired 14 May 2013.
CSM: #sigh# do you want to do an exchange?
Me: Yes, please.
CSM: OK, go back and get another bag - leave this one here and come back.
Me: OK.
{trudge back to the pet food aisle get another bag, go back to CSM - here's the actual suck : }
Me: Look, this is how I know that was a really old bag. That one was 4 pounds, and this fresh bag is only 3.2 pounds.

CSM:

Me: Have a good evening!
CSM: You too!
Stupid Supermarket shrink ray.

Fin.
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