Tonight at work, I had the pleasure of interacting with a very classy customer.
He tried to order a pop tart and sleeping pills, then he called me a whore.
He hung up before I could tell him that there's an additional $2.50 charge to call me a whore.
He tried to order a pop tart and sleeping pills, then he called me a whore.
He hung up before I could tell him that there's an additional $2.50 charge to call me a whore.
It never ceases to amaze me what people do over the phone...