it'll always be suzie!

i'm PISSED off! pissed right the fuck off!

i have a pretty slack ass job that requires i do nothing more than the five or six things asked of me in a day. one of those five or six things is that i assist customers when they come into the shop. fine. i'm cool with that, i like people (generally) and am a good enough actor that i can fake it when i don't.

not always though...oh no.

side bar: i was hungover this morning when i got up so i got up late and didn't want to brush my hair...i am wearing a hat.

so this fucking guy comes in the shop this afternoon to pick up some tire dressing and window cleaner. i don't know which window cleaner is the best and i have no idea when we're getting more of the stuff in that is generally regarded as being the best. well, buddy didn't believe me and kept arguing with me about how i just wouldn't tell him...what the fuck? why wouldn't i tell him? that would be stupid. so this little mini-argument keeps going down and this prick has taken to calling me suzie...SUZIE! what the hell...??? at the end of our little tiff, and after he has decided which glass cleaner he'd like to try he grabs the brim of my hat says, 'well suzie, this had better be good stuff' and then tugs on the brim.

i'm scowling and seething by this point. i want to kick him in nuts for being such an asshole. instead, i bite my tongue and ignore him as i write up his invoice. all the while he continues to call me suzie while asking me for a deal... A DEAL?!? what the fuck? he's kidding right? i laugh and tell him i have no authority to give him a deal (which i don't) and he just laughs.

he continues trying to engage me in conversation and i continue to dismiss each attempt. as he leaves he says,

"alright then. til next time then suzie"

i reply, "til next time. oh, and for future use, it's michelle.'

and with his exit:

"it'll always be suzie!"

stupid motherfucker. i should have kicked him in the balls.

m.