rush

Rush makes me tired.

Saying the same thing over and over and over makes me tired.

I get the customer service thing. I understand the "did you find everything okay" and the "do you need help with anything else?". But it's gotten to the point where my mouth literally WILL NOT form the words. I simply cannot talk more. If you have gotten all the way back down to my register from the fourth floor and you didn't find what you wanted, you are a moron. And you make me tired.

If I ask you if you found everything okay and you say no, then chastize me that a textbook wasn't in stock, I will take a book and beat you over the head with it. It's a courtesy question, like "how are you today?" Say "yes" and get on with the transaction. You KNOW that I can't do anything--I'm sure the textbook people have informed you of the options--so let it go. Don't make me feel guilty. Because I am NOT going to apologize. "Oh, I'm so sorry! blah blah blah fishcakes." I apologize for things that are my fault. I apologize when I can't find a book, or when something is misplaced, or when someone has to wait an obscene amount of time. I apologize when I do something wrong.

When I ask you if you found everything okay and you say, "well, you don't have an xxxl in this sweatshirt," it's really really really hard for me to say, "wow, I'm sorry." Because basically I want to take the sweatshirt and muffle my own screams of WHAT THE FUCK.

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