That said, it is so annoying to deal with teenagers behind an ice cream counter who really don't care whether I get the vanilla cone or the strawberry cup with marshmallows. Somehow, with their intense apathy, they manage to make me feel like I am the one asking them for a favor, like if I weren't there tasting different frozen yogurt flavors they'd be sunning on the Amalfi coast. It is hardly my fault their boss pays minimum wage, is it? A little bit of courtesy would go a long way. Just saying.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Summer not-so-lovin'
Really, I can appreciate that teenagers and college kids need summer jobs. It was not so long ago, after all, that I myself spent a summer in "customer relations" at the Crystal Springs Aquatic Center, as well as in "sales" at Laura Ashley, where I literally could not bring myself to take advantage of the employee discount to buy anything other than a single black dress, and which I am surprised to learn is still a functioning corporation.
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