Buyers remorse doesn’t equal you getting your money back. Our receipt clearly states “store credit”. She tells me… “this decorative fountain made the same noises that my cats make when they are cleaning themselves! It’s disgusting!!!” “I work at *competitor down the street* and SHE gives refunds when it’s returned right away, she doesn’t *like* to, but she does it”

Then, she decides to return more stuff because she is angry at me. Funny how all of a sudden, the recipients of your gifts might “not like them” now that I pissed you off. estrogen… it really sucks. it’s bitter and ugly.

Then we both get that red faced hostile thing going on… “I thought YOU were the owner” like I should bend over backwards for no reason other than she spent $195 once and now it going to slowly return her entire purchase piece by piece. sh*tcrapsh*t. I want to close and leave, I don’t want to deal with these bitchy women anymore.

Had a stocked fridge a week ago… then somehow… there aren’t any more sodas here… they all grew legs and walked out of the fridge and all I wanted was a pepsi. stuck here. No pepsi.

Right now, I like nobody.

It’s boiling up in side of me… I’m just getting angrier and angrier. I don’t know what to do. I can’t interact with anyone right now. I should leave… better they are unhappy that I’m not here than unhappy that I am. these children… dumb, boring questions. ugh.

stay until 3:30 and high tail out.