If I didn’t know better, I would say you didn’t like abba
The alarmed look on your face and ear twitching says so much
But Super Trooper is my jam
There’s a special level in hell for some (oh, a good 75%, actually, if I’m being honest with myself) of the customers this week.
What is this, some sort of bizarre full moon restricted only to retail establishments?
When did we lose the ability to differentiate between bathroom facilities and a shopping cart? Toilet paper and a shirt?
Can I tell people to get out of my department and keep their grubby hands off of things? Can I kick inconsiderate slobs out of my fitting room?
Can I go to their house or place of employment and pay them the same courtesy.
It was so bad tonight, even some of the customers were bewildered.