It was 7:30am and my SM decided it was a good idea to schedule a 3 person play for 4 hours?? Anyways it was a classic busy ass Sunday morning. I was solo drive and solo bar + prep if I had any downtime. These two old men pull up to the window and are snickering. Already in a pissed off mood because I’m doing 4 jobs at once, they hand me 4 gift cards still in the package. They were sitting in their van *laughing at me*. In absolute hysterics. I have carpal tunnel and it makes it difficult to open small packages because it hurts my hands a lot. At some point the smug asshole tells me “I guess I should have just opened it for you. I didn’t think you’d have so much trouble with a gift card”

I almost threw it at him and told him to gtfo. Somehow, I didn’t, and managed to explain that hey, my hands don’t work very well!!!! So sorry that it’s excruciating for me to sit here and open 4 gift cards because you couldn’t be half-assed to do so. They also had 6 drinks. ‘‘Twas not a fun day at all.