Last night, BF and I splurged a little bit. He had to stop by his parents house to pick up some things that he had ordered, and it just happened to coincide with my arrival home from the train, so I stopped by as well. We left the puppy with his parents for a few hours, and went to dinner at one of our favorite local pub-type places. We also decided to stop by Target, as there were a few random present-type things that we wanted to look for/get – swap gift for my work, Toys for Tots present for his, A few Christmas toys for the dog.
Target was fine, we got what we needed and proceeded to the checkout counter, where we had the most….interesting cashier I’ve ever had. He was a young kid, definitely still in high school, and I don’t know of he was just new to the whole concept of how to behave when dealing with the public, or if there really was something not right with him. It started when I pulled out my ridiculous bundle of cards to search for both my target card and the target gift card that I had received a few months ago when I opened up the account. First, he told me that I had too many cards. Then, he started asking questions. Who was the iTunes gift card for? Who were the horse calendars for? Then, finally, as my patience was wearing thin, we finished up and headed out. “Have a nice night!” we say, to Target boy. “I won’t – this place sucks. Working sucks.” is his reply.
I can’t convey the sheer ridiculousness of it all here – his demeanor, his tone, everything, was just very strange and semi-rude. Luckily, I was in a pretty good mood (credit the 2 glasses of pinot noir I had at dinner for that!) and didn’t really take offense to his behavior, but still – is this the way the youth of America think that they can act in a business setting?