Yesterday another Geriatric Tuesday passed. It was full of mean elderly folk who threw tantrums (knocking things over if they didn’t get what they wanted as of 5 seconds before asking) and people who are unaware of their surroundings (elderly and young). I had one old lady ram my ass with her cart, then demanded yogurt. She got short with me when I told her I wasn’t sure (she was asking me something that I didn’t know, wasn’t my department) so I offered to help her find someone from that department and she just stamped off. I followed anyway just to see if there was anyone around. One of my co workers was stocking something and she asked her, he didn’t know either but offered the same thing that I did. THIS time she was polite (probably because he was a young guy but I digress).
Then there was this one dude that comes in from time to time. He pushes his little cart like he’s going to die tomorrow, and almost hits customers whenever he’s in the store. I had to help him find cookies that he said we didn’t have because he was too busy tweaking out to stop and READ THE FUCKING DISPLAY OF THEM.
If I ever get like that in my old age I hope someone has the right mind to drag me out into the street and beat me with a sack of hammers.