So I'm in the supermarket this morning and for some bizarre reason Woolworths is having an all out shelf stacking exercise at 10:30am on a SATURDAY morning. This means that boxes and packaging waste are clogging the aisles and therefore disallowing customers access to the products being so beautifully stacked on the shelves.
To get some eggs I had to lean over a small tower of empty boxes. My first attempt at retreiving a dozen cackleberries failed so I moved aside the boxes and say to the BOY stacking the egg shelves (who was blind - how else could you avoid seeing me reaching for eggs?) ..."could you remove these boxes please?" and he says "I'm nearly finished."
I'm nearly finished??
I say "...oh...terribly sorry for interrupting you - don't mind me I'm just the customer." He IGNORES me (turns out he wasn't blind either) as I walk away, I hear him say....."I hate customers."
I hate customers??
I then say to him "....excuse me - I heard you and I think that is very rude and given your job here I think its something you just should not say when seven million of the customers you hate can HEAR YOU."
He is looking at me - clearly dumbfounded - and says "how is that rude? I didn't say it to you and I only said I hate customers...."
Is there something wrong with me? Where do these people come from? Why do I feel like I am the only one that hasn't had a lobotomy?
Needless to say I complained to the manager - whom I think, if I know anything about anything, will manage to stop looking bored enough to tell the boy to move the boxes in future.