I hate it when they arrive to serve you, and they are laughing. Well, giggling. Obviously something has happened that has tickled them, but do they share… no. Do they stop laughing and respect the customer… no. Do they continue to snigger and forget all the please and thankyou’s that I expect… yes they do that!
The course of action:Ignore them, carry on about you business (getting your card/cash out), and then under your breath as you walk away… “fag”.
What you want to do:Ask the clerk what he’s laughing about, when he just giggles and says “nothing” you punch him in the throat, grab him by his head, drag him over the counter, throw him into the confectionary display, stand him back up, kidney punch - kidney punch…… KIDNEY PUNCH, throw him through the window, pull him by the hair to the petrol pump, and fill him up with as much fuel as it takes for his eyes to pop out. Then ask him again, what was so funny.
Whoah, repressed anger!!!!
But I do so hate giggling petrol station clerks…. grrrr.
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