I was working alone in the copy center for the first time today.
Naturally, that meant being slammed with Easterville’s finest in needy and rude patrons.
Retail is a b’yatch.
A woman who was hearing impaired tore up copies that she had made and threw them at me because she apparently thought that being deaf was also a no-holds-barred license to act like a twat.
It’s not, by the way, and I walked away from her until she could write down what she wanted like a civilized human being. She thought that was rude but I thought it was nicer than punching her.
There were others but she was the worst.
A relentless poo-blizzard of treacherous bastards…
And then a brief reprieve when a lady came in with several boxes that needed taping up and shipping. She noticed my TaijiFit pendant.
“That’s a beautiful necklace, what does it mean?”
Me: “It’s supposed to look like a Chinese character but it’s actually a person doing Tai Chi.”
Her: “Oh, that’s so cool! Do you practice Tai Chi?”
Me: “I do.”
Her: “That must be why you look so calm in the midst of this chaos.”
Me: “Do I look calm?”
Her: “Yes!”
Me: “Well then, I deserve a Twinkie!”
She laughed and I stayed cool, like Jules in Pulp Fiction.
Trust The Devil You Know 