Debra and I went into town today to do some shopping and thought we’d go to Tim Horton’s and get a snack. We entered and found a pretty big line. We found the end of it and joined, no big deal, it always goes fast. We got to the head of the line and waited for the next empty register. The customer at the register to the left moved to the side and the girl working at that register seemed to look at me with a look that I took to say ‘Can I help you?’. So I started to step forward to give her my order. Suddenly out of no where the manager lunges forward and snaps,
‘Get back! Stay back until you are called upon!!’
At first I was confused, I wasn’t sure what I had done to warrant such a remark. Then I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh of surprise. I don’t think that she liked that either. We were very polite with the girl at the register, maybe to make a point that such harshness really isn’t necessary. Maybe if we had jumped over the counter and started trying to get our own order together. Anyways, enough rambling about that, it really didn’t bother me, I just found it more hilarious than anything.
~Norm
To that, I would have looked exageratedly behind my left and right, and then asked “who are you speaking to?”
“you, people need to learn….”
“Nobody speaks to me like that.”
And if she didn’t immediatly apologize I would have walked out and written the newspaper.
Wow, living in L.A. is changing me.