Tonight has a severe lack of drag.
Did anyone else have the insane emotional reaction I’m having after that last scene with Sister Jude from AHS:Asylum? Like, I’m sitting here openly weeping on the couch.
There was once a time when I’d gladly pay $70 to see Tori Amos. :/
Has everyone lost their damn mind today?
Beck’s SNL performance was perfect.
Can we talk about Trinity K Bonet for a second?
Why have I been snoozing on St. Vincent so damn long?!?
Dear people of the world,
Stop handing me your fucking credit/debit card to pay. This isn’t 1985. There’s a card reader at the end of EVERY lane at every checkout counter in my store.
Stop coming to my lane when my light is out and getting mad at me when I tell you I’m closed. I HAVE to go to my lunch/break on time. You don’t like it when people hold you up from eating/leaving work, so don’t expect a jolly reaction from me. I don’t give a fuck if you only have one item.
Stop lying about shit being on sale/clearance when it clearly isn’t. If there’s no red tag I’m not going to mark it down for you. If there’s no gift card prompt on my end, you fucking read the sign wrong or don’t have the right items.
Stop taking advantage of our “customer is always right” mentality.
Also, don’t stare at me when you haven’t signed/entered your PIN/answered the questions on screen. If I’m able to multitask 3-5 things at a time, I surely hope you can handle the one thing you have to do on your end. Get your head out of your ass.
Retail is killing me. Retail is making me hate everything. Retail is making me lose my temper, my patience, my cool.