Idk if this belongs here, but when I was 18, my first job was working at a Chick fil a. I was working through the summer to save up for my freshman year of college. I live in Texas so the summers here are just face-meltingly hot, especially when you work for 6 hours in the outside drive thru of Chick fil a. I'm not sure if it's like this in other states, but here, our Chick Fil a stores are packed with people from open until closing so workers have to stand outside to take orders and direct traffic. I was one of those workers when I had a customer order over 80 dollars worth of food. He was short with me and snapped his order at me, complaining that the line was too long. Every time I would punch in a new part of his order he would scoff even though he would repeatedly order deluxe sandwiches then ask for almost everything that makes it a “deluxe” off of it. Finally I get finished and I don't even realize I punched in the wrong flavor of milkshake. I only notice when I see the same car pull back in front me. He rolls his window down:
Him: is this a joke to you?
Me: I'm sorry I don't know what you mean
Him: I ordered a vanilla milkshake and this is clearly chocolate
Me: I'm so sorry sir-
Before I could finish my sentence he tossed the milkshake in my face, screamed something about how his kid hated chocolate milkshakes and how lazy workers like me were ruining this country.
I asked my manager if I could go home and change because it was over 100 degrees out and I was sticky but of course she said no. I wish I could have told you I quit after that asshole and the following 5 hours of being sticky in the blazing heat but I needed the money. The entitlement of customers has always shocked me, but I don't have the resources to quit my job. I hate this is my situation, and millions of people's situations. It's humiliating.