So today I discovered the wonders of working in fast food on Christmas Eve. God, we were slammed. Like many fast food workers, I freaked out . Now to be clear, when I freak out and am not smiling I have been told I look like I’m about to murder someone. And that’s exactly how one customer perceived me.
“You should smile like you need a job”, they said. I just shook my head no, because let’s face it-assholes don’t deserve smiles.
It’s at this point where I unintentionally become an asshole myself.
When I was done taking their order they asked me for my name. I responded by saying, “I don’t have a name, my name is Nobody”.
“I bet you have a name”, they said.
Pretty much the whole day I kind of have felt bad for being awful, but they were awful, too.
I guess that make to of us.