This year I'm doing the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure walk for breast cancer. Working at a gas station, I decided to put out a donation jar to reach my goal.
90% of the customers were cool and donated, some of them even donating every time they came in.
About 10% of the customers didn't want to donate, and just shook their head no, or said they couldn't at this time. Which is fine, too.
However, there was one jerk that just HAD to make a comment about the whole thing.
Me: Would you like to donate for the 3 day breast cancer walk?
Jerk Customer (out of nowhere): You know, I'm so sick and tired of hearing about breast cancer. Everywhere you go it's breast cancer this and breast cancer that. I have heart disease, nobody ever does anything for that!
Me (shocked that he would even say anything): Um, I'm sure the people that HAVE breast cancer are sick and tired of having it.
Jerk Customer: ...
And that was it. That brief interaction though, was enough to piss me off the whole day.
1. He could have said nothing, we don't get mad if people don't want to donate. Nobody forced him to.
2. He complained about having heart disease yet he was in there BUYING CIGARETTES.
3. He could have said nothing, because now we think he's a jerk.
I ended up walking away from him and he left. The next day he came in and wanted a 'truce', and ended up putting a dollar in the donation jar. I almost handed it back to him saying I didn't want his 'hate money', but then I realized that the donations were for a good cause, and not about me.
And thanks to the customers, I DID end up reaching my goal.