on Friday night. Some ass hole came in and started making sarcastic remarks to him because I wasn't doing things in the exact order he wanted them done. I usually put stuff on the tray before into the bag, so the customer can see that they have everything, but this guy, as soon as I put one thing on the tray, he, in a sarcastic tone of voice, said "That's to go, so I would appreciate it in a bag", and then drove the comment home by saying "SAL" (italicized because he put an emphasis), and he continued making sarcastic comments in this manner until he had left. When I came home that night, I didn't even want to eat. I just wanted to hurt something - someone. I was mouthing off to my parents, because this ass hole put me in such a bad mood. If he had made one more comment to me, I would have jumped over the counter and floored his fat ass. I'm going to work on my résumé a bit, and apply at CompUSA. I never want to have a night like that again. I didn't even want to eat, and before that guy came in, I was starving. He is so lucky that I couldn't say anything to him. Once I'm in a position to tell people that they're ignorant sons-of-bitches, but in a more polite way, then I'll take my liberty with it. @#%$ the customer if he's an ass hole, I don't want him doing business with me. Same thing with co-workers. If they're ignorant SOB's, I'll tell them. I prefer brutal honesty to silent subservience.


