{disclaimer: these posts are intended for comic relief only. i do not hate my job nor hate people. i do struggle to have patience and demonstrate love, and these situations make me supremely aware of that fact. but to see the humor in life is essential for my sanity. }
me: hi, how are you?
customer: cappucino.*
me: in a very defeated and slightly offended , yet, quiet voice- oh, okay. (if it is that difficult for you to say hi to me, you shouldn’t be allowed to leave your house. didn’t you learn to acknowledge people when you were, i dunno, 2? i’m being serious right now, sir.)
moral of the story?
i am not a machine. baristas, grocery store checkers, gas station clerks, and cashiers are people too, people!
and on another note, i know that “how are you?” has become just another way of saying hello in our culture. but it still calls for a response of some sort. you still have to say hello back.
It's funny, I always respond to the baristas (or whomever) and never thought that was unusual until people started complaining about it not happening. I do feel badly sometimes, though, because I'm a little distracted trying to figure out what I want, and I don't want to be rude, but I don't want to start a whole conversation either, because I can't talk and think at the same time.
But I ALWAYS say thank you at the end, and I can't believe some people don't.
Love the pictures!
I've also had the opposite happen, and it's not so much rude, as just awkward.
Me: Hey!
Person: I'm doing great! How're you?
Me: (a little confused because the person I'm talking to just responded to a question that I never asked) Um, good, you?
Person: (still oblivious to the awkwardness of the conversation) I'm great!
hey tahni, we're almost out of raspberry syrup! let's put that on the list (a staple). haha. i love you and your stories. keep being your friendly self and maybe one day you'll be as famous as the 12th man guy. 😉