Hey there RHUers!
Long time reader, first time blahhh blah blah blah. I've been working in retail in my parents' business for about 10 years now, so I've encountered my fair share of threatening custys, NATs, and rude-ass bitches.
I'll write about more of my stories another time, but this one happened today and it just made me so upset that I had to share.
I was working with my mom in her boutique in a fairly upscale suburban area. Our custys are usually pretty polite, since they live in the area. It's pretty rare that we get rude custys, but it does happen.
This bitch that came in today was not only rude, but she took the motherfuckin cake.
It had only been an hour since we opened, and we'd only had two customers (one of whom was channeling Snooki at her finest, but I digress). Now, I was already pretty tired, since we rearranged the entire store last night and my mom and I didn't get home until 11 PM and had to open again this morning.
I was standing at the counter when Fat Bitch (FB) walked in and loudly announced what a cute store it was. Thanks and all, but I could already tell that she was gonna be an obnoxious fuck when she started commenting on every single thing that she touched, which was also everything.
I went into the back to get a drink of water, and walked back out to the counter where my mom was assisting. FB then looked both of us up and down and in her nasally voice, started talking:
FB: "Oh you're her daughter!"
Me: "Yep, I am =)"
FB: "You're so much...bigger than your mom! She's so skinny, but you're not!"
FB: "My daughter's skinnier than I am, but I guess you're not like that, are you?"
Now, I may be bigger than my mom, but I'm still skinny by American standards. She's 5' 6" and 110 pounds and I'm 5' 8" and 133 pounds. This is 10 pounds more than I used to weigh in September, and I gained this weight because of medication I had to take for one of my various problems.
FB's comment wouldn't normally bother me, but her "big" comment came after a string of criticizing comments during Christmas from family/family "friends" on how I was getting a gut and how I used to be so skinny and blahdifuckinda. Sorry I had to take medication, guys, but last time I checked, you're not so hot either. So fuck you.
Anyway, so my self-esteem was already kinda low and FB just tipped the scale so that I ended up crying after she left.
I've laughed in customers' faces, yelled at customers, and I've even cussed at them, but NEVER have I felt this bad about myself and cried because of a custy. FB is very VERY lucky that I was at a loss for words or else I would've torn her a new one.
Also, even if I were fat, she must have the manners of a crusty and their hellspawn being fucked sideways on a horse on Black Friday to say it to my face. God help her if I ever see her again, because I will fuck that bitch up.
Anyway, thanks for letting me get this off my chest. I still have more stories from the crusty vault of shame for another time, including a small man with an even smaller temper and an inferiority complex.
Until then, hang in there, fellow slaves!
--Someone who needs suggestions for a name =)