I was standing in line at my new gas station tonight, on the verge of dropping my armload of stuff, when a young woman strolled in the door. There wasn’t really anything particularly striking about her other than the fact that the scrubs she was wearing didn’t match.
I’m third in line and not sure if I’ll be able to make it to the actual checkout. My arms had that feeling like they were about to go limp at any second. Note to self: next time you go to buy multiple 12 packs of carbonated goodness, bring a friend. At about the same time as the person at the register started to gather his purchases, a bellow rang out from across the gas station:
“HEY! YOUR CAPPUCCINO MACHINE ISN’T WORKING!”
The guy working in the gas station looked toward Miss Mismatched Scrubs and said, “As soon as I’m done helping these people I’ll come take a look at it.” Apparently that wasn’t good enough for Miss Mismatch. With a stern look and two hands to the hips she replied… wait for it… this just kills me:
“NO! YOU’LL COME LOOK AT IT RIGHT NOW!”
The nerve of some people will never cease to amaze me. Let’s forget for a moment that Miss Mismatch was the last customer to enter the store and should therefore be the last person assisted. Let’s forget for a moment that the gas station employee was in the middle of a transaction with another person. Let’s forget for a moment that a diligent gas station employee should know if all his or her equipment is working.
How rude is it for someone to yell at another person across a store?
I’ve never been able to figure “entitled” people out. What could possibly make Miss Mismatch think she was so important that other people should drop what they’re doing to attend to her? What would go through someone’s head as they were deciding to demand that a gas station employee stop helping other customers, some of which were obviously in physical distress (me), to fix a cappuccino machine?
Maybe Miss Mismatch is someone important somewhere else. Maybe she’s used to being waited on, either by her family or friends. Maybe she was just really jonesin’ for some caffeine. Whatever the reason may be, it continues to allude me.
Is it just me?
Would you ever do such a thing? Could you yell across a store and order an employee to immediately service your needs, even though others were there first? If so… please… I beg of you… tell me why. Or at least what you’d be thinking about while doing it.
I’m proud of the gas station employee (who I have yet to get to know). When Miss Mismatch demanded he fix the machine right then he repeated his previous response: “No… as soon as I’m doing helping these other people I’ll come take a look at it.”
As she stormed out of the gas station, most likely feeling as if she’d really shown him by not buying the 99 cent cappuccino, I heard her mumble: “Hell… open the thing up… I’ll fix it myself.”
In my fantasy world of people getting what they deserve, that’d have been exactly what he’d have done.
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This is the kind of person who gets weak, desperate people on her payroll so she can spend all day having a manicure and getting her hair done while they slave away (reminds me of an old boss - detect any lingering bitterness?). I’m surprised Miss Mismatch is in the care industry at all.
Haha… I was going to say… sounds like you’ve had some experience working for someone like that. Luckily I’ve never had a boss that bad.
It’s possible she’s in administration somewhere. I seriously doubt someone like that would actually take care of people.
I guess Miss Mismatch thought she’d be able to bull her way over the gas station employee. I’m sure she left the store wondering who he thought he was to not bend to her every desire.
I have to saym, that kind of sense of entitlement is one of my biggest pet peeves. I think that is often the result of the over-indulged child, but probably not always. I always wanted to be there when they got their reality check, glad you got to see it.
I have to admit… it was nice seeing that woman get punked out :P
apparetly, she is a bitch. She definitly doesn’t understand the concept of “first come, first serve.” She is the most misery person on the earth becasue she doesn’t even give a damn about other people’s feeling. what a loser!!!
That’s one I think I’ll have to agree with you on.
Ahhh…this post takes me back to my daily work. Over 80% of the people I deal with everyday are like this. Their request is the most important. Their job must be done right now. They drop guilt on you when things are not done within 10 minutes. I wonder if these same people are like this demanding when they are around their family and friends?
They say that the squeaky wheel gets the grease, but good thing not all the time. :)
You deal with people like this on a daily basis?!?! I couldn’t imagine having to listen to this kinda stuff day in and day out.
I’d probably turn into one of those people if I had to hear it all the time.