I'm so fucking tired of human beings. I'm already paranoid when I go out. I always think I'm being watched, or talked about. Plus, I'm an Empath, which means I can pick up on other people's emotions very easily. I can feel what they are feeling.
So anyway, I was at a local discount grocery store the other day. The female cashier looked like she just had the absolute worst fucking day of her life. She didn't even portray the slightest smile. Despite me being super polite as always. I had six bags of chips. She scanned one of them x 6 since they were all the same. Then she asked me if I wanted them bagged. I politely said no, hoping that would assist her. She looked even more unhappy and just stared at me. Okay.
After everything was rung up, I ran my card, and for unknown reasons, she stuck her face almost down touching the bar code scanner, then lifted her head back up. Umm...what the fuck? Are you okay, I asked her in my head. The card cleared, and she handed me the rest of my bags, again with no smile, no "thank you" or anything.
Fine, you stupid bitch. I'm not sure why, but this seems to happen quite often. And always with the younger cashiers. I already stopped going to the other place because of this same shit.
Look, if you are THAT god damn miserable, change your fucking life. Shit.
So anyway, I was at a local discount grocery store the other day. The female cashier looked like she just had the absolute worst fucking day of her life. She didn't even portray the slightest smile. Despite me being super polite as always. I had six bags of chips. She scanned one of them x 6 since they were all the same. Then she asked me if I wanted them bagged. I politely said no, hoping that would assist her. She looked even more unhappy and just stared at me. Okay.
After everything was rung up, I ran my card, and for unknown reasons, she stuck her face almost down touching the bar code scanner, then lifted her head back up. Umm...what the fuck? Are you okay, I asked her in my head. The card cleared, and she handed me the rest of my bags, again with no smile, no "thank you" or anything.
Fine, you stupid bitch. I'm not sure why, but this seems to happen quite often. And always with the younger cashiers. I already stopped going to the other place because of this same shit.
Look, if you are THAT god damn miserable, change your fucking life. Shit.
