A typical day in the concession stand today. No big, only 5 hours wasted there. By wasted I mean enjoyed thoroughly with a servants heart. Okay, so the latter is not true...really, it's not. However, it always is an entertaining to see the people who come in. That is probably the best thing in the world. Let's just describe a situation today...shall we?
Woman walks up to the concession stand with her daughter. Her daughter, very polite, asks for what she wants and I give it to her. The woman, as she is looking at the pop machine, asks what kind of pop I have. As she is looking at it. Yes, she is looking at it, which means that she can see what kind we have. She finally asks for a diet pepsi, I start to pour it for her and she says to me, "do you have any straws?" I say, politely, "No, ma'am, I am sorry, but we do not." She replies in a huffy puffy manner, "What?! No straws?! OOh nevermind then, just charge me for what she got." First off, really? Is it really neccessary to get so upset about some straws? Kind of ridiculous if you ask me. And secondly, how old are we? Can we not just drink a drink? Do we really need a straw? No. No, we do not. GROW THE HECK UP!
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