Ever had one of those customers who think you’re best buds now because you happened to ask them how they are? What happened to answering with a simple “I’m fine”? Here I am, 15 minutes later hearing about ALLLL the issues he’s having with his car. Meanwhile, my manager is eyeballing me from the end of aisle 10 with a look that could kill. The worst part is that this customer doesn’t even seem to buy anything when he comes here. Honestly, I’ve never once seen anything in his basket. No, his commodity is human souls. He comes in this store to drain me of my lifeforce, I’m convinced of it.
