Mellow Yello?

Work was interesting today, as this little old lady rolled in with her husband. She couldn't get out of her wheelchair and was on oxygen, so I felt very 'high-end store clerk', picking things out and bringing them to her based on her taste. Demanding she definitely was, but it didn't really faze me, as I've been treated like worse shit for no reason. Of course, she loved every freakin' napkin we didn't have a mate for. EVERY. ONE. But, that's life.

After I had made this fiesty lady happy with her napkins and candles, she left. No sooner was the door closed than the other lady who had been shopping while I was busy being a personal shopper spoke. She was all "That lady was very bossy (ie a raging bitch, probably xD), her tone was really annoying."

I was like "Um, if she were nice and soft-spoken then no one would notice her or help her as often." Sad but true in the world of stores. It's just REALLY easy to not notice patrons who need a little extra help if they stay all quietlike. Of course, if it's slow we do notice, but she came in when it was quite busy. I added "It's also very frustrating to have everyone else have to do everything for you instead of being independent." In my mind that would add an edge to anyone's tone. Then the lady looked at me all funny and was like "I never thought of it that way, thank you."

So yeah, apparently reading HH the Dalai Lama's The Art of Happiness has affected me. WOO COMPASSION!

I'mma go stock now, and posties will be up tomorrow~!