You don't have enough space for your sugar.

[Dreamstalker]

*reads OP*
Whuh....ebbeh...HUH?! Erk...

Never mind my brain, I think my computer just lost a few bytes of RAM trying to parse that...

[ArenaBoy]

15 brain cells are gone now.

[georgiab]

That bitch has completely lost her mind...maybe its is in the sugar!

[Phone Jockey]

I have no idea what that interchange was about. None whatsoever.

[RogueOne]

What the kind of sugar was she looking for? Romulan?

[Argabarga]

Sounds like someone who just wanted to complain about somthing, so she decided the store's layout for it's sugar was just not good enough, and nothing was going to convince her otherwise. At least that's what I think, and I can't contemplate it anymore because my brain cells are threatening a mass walkout if I force them to think about it any more.

[Tito]

SC: No, you idiot, I know about that as well? God, how stupid are you? Can't you tell me if there is any more sugar?

Wow, kudoes to you for not going off on that bitch. I probably would have let her have it.

[Kusanagi]

c:\>

c:\> cd brain:

brain:\> format brain: -y

[allniter]

I never get why other customers who may be around watching this never speak up when they witness this. Is there no one with any guts in this world to stand up and confront bad things and people when they happen? No wonder Hitler made it into power. As a customer, nothing bad can happen to you, especially when it's little old ladies and men who're just full of themselves.

[Siduri]

I never get why other customers who may be around watching this never speak up when they witness this.

Some wonderful beautiful customers (probably those who've worked in the service industry) do speak up.

As for those that don't, well, maybe some are just jerks, but I like to think that maybe some are just too surprised or timid to do anything and just don't quite know what to do in such a situation. When people freak out in any situation, there may be one or two people who actually try to fix things, but the majority of people just stand there with a deer-in-the headlights look, slowly shuffle away, or even bolt out of the room.