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

Her cart wasn’t even full, but she made sure to push it like she was gliding through a runway.

I watched her toss a loaf of artisan bread onto the belt like it offended her just by existing.

Before I even greeted her, she looked me up and down like I was something stuck to her shoe.

“Wow,” she said, dragging the word out like it was too heavy for her lips. “Do they let anyone work here now?”

My throat went dry, but I forced a smile. You know the one.

The practiced, neutral, soul-suppressing grin that says, “Yes, I have to be here, but no, I’m not going to let you break me.”

“Good evening, ma’am. Did you find everything you were looking for?”

She gave a sharp little laugh.

“Oh, I found everything just fine,” she replied, her tone laced with poison. “I’m just surprised you managed to find your way to work today.”

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