I hate it that customers know what kind of car I drive. When I'm not at the store I like to have my own personal time. There's nothing worse than driving in my car, hearing a beep and seeing a customer waving frantically at me just because he saw me on the road and outside of my store. I even had one customer follow me to my house (I didn't even notice I was being followed or else I wouldn't have gone home) just to see where I lived and to make small talk with me as I got out of my car.
So lately I've taken to sometimes driving my husband's car into work. This prompts many questions from customers as to where my car is.
"What's wrong with your car? Is it in the shop?"
"I didn't think you were working today. Where's your car?" and so on and so on.
The worst is when they SEE me driving my husband's car into work.
"Wow! How can you afford a MUSTANG?!? You really make that much on a cashier's salary?" which makes me want to say "Go away, fuckface" but I don't. I just smile politely and tell them it's my husband's car. After that they usually nod with understanding, which confuses me. What if it WAS my car? Are they saying I shouldn't be driving an expensive car just because I'm a cashier?
I seriously can't stand people sometimes. Totally not looking forward to working this weekend. Only 2 more weeks until the Carnival from Hell arrives.