Entitled Woman Mocked Me for Working as a Cashier at the Grocery Store – Minutes Later, It Became One of the Most Important Days of My Life

The fluorescent lights buzzing softly, and it was the kind of slow shift that makes the clock move backward. I’d already cleaned the belt three times, restocked the gift cards, and I was already thinking about my kids asleep at home and the leftovers I’d reheat for dinner. Probably mac and cheese, again.

My mom was looking after the kids for the night.

At 9:42 p.m., with 20 minutes left in my shift, the doors slid open with a hiss, and in walked trouble.

The woman who entered moved like she owned the world.

She had perfect hair and manicured nails. She wore a long black designer coat with gold buttons, heels that clicked like she was announcing her entrance, and sunglasses still perched on her nose despite it being pitch-black outside.

Her perfume wrapped around her like a cloud of arrogance. I could feel it stinging my throat before she even reached my register.

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