Sometimes I hate working in the morning.
We have one of those coffee clubs, where you buy 9 cups of coffee or so and get the 10th one free. Well we have those cards that people can get stamped.
Sometimes people take fucking forever to pull them out of their purse or wallet.
I don't know how many times I've said "I can just give you another one", but it's "Oh no, that's okay, I'll find it eventually."
Well I don't have until eventually, especially when there are angry customers waiting behind you!
Sometimes I want to take the coffee card stamper and start stamping all their clothes and money. Stamping away while telling them to hurry the fuck up.
I think it's time for my nap. Today just wasn't a good day with all those coffee people pissing me off.