I have cleaned bodily fluids off floors, shelves, and the walls (yes, the walls.) I’ve found cups of dip spit, buckets someone peed in, and half-eaten cheeseburgers in my store. But nothing has been as gross as what happened to me last week. When I tell you I was livid *huffs* it doesn’t even begin to cover it.
I’m sure this is partly my fault. I trusted my snack to sit in view of customers.
I had a bag of fritos sitting on top of a stack of boxes by the stock room door so as I worked around the back half of the store, I could stop and grab a few chips at a time and keep working. (I don’t take lunch breaks, I just eat as I work, it is what it is).
After a few minutes, I noticed the bag had fallen on the ground. No big deal. Probably on accident when I walked by too fast or something, right? Wrong.
I pick up the bag and look inside before I grab some more *LUCKILY I LOOKED FIRST!!!!!* and what do I see? A giant glob of green/brown/yellow nasty something.
I have no idea what it was. No clue. But it definitely came out of someone’s mouth. And they felt the need to spit it into my bag of chips. Because obviously that’s the best place to do that, right?
What the hell is wrong with people?
And that’s all I have to rant about today. It takes the cake on customer ridiculousness.
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