My only problem is I seem to have a slight temper.
When someone gets in my face I have a hard time controlling that temper.
Today, I was not a lover.
Okay, so here is the story (minus a few boring details). Warning: It is kind of long.
I am a cashier. A customer (male) comes through my line. We were making some small talk about the heat. He brought up that he was working on his car today and I mentioned selling mine. He asked some details about it and we chatted a little. The guy told me he had some buddies looking to buy a car and asked if it would be alright if he got my number to pass it along. I said sure and wrote down my name and number for him. It was completely innocent! Not even 5 minutes later this woman comes in cussing up a storm about some girl asking for her boyfriend's number. Our manager came around asking us about it and we all were clueless. Susan, my manager, said she was going to stay around the front since the woman was walking around very angry in the store. The woman starts going up to the female workers asking if they had asked for her boyfriend's number. She walks up in my face and I stepped back and was like excuse me. She asked if I asked for her boyfriend's number and I said uh no. My manager noticed me becoming upset because of the way I was approached and came over and started talking to me. The customers in the store were all standing around and saying things like they were staying around to see what was happening and what was wrong with that crazy woman. The woman left and then came back in holding up a piece of paper (the one I had written my name and number on) and yelling who the F@#$ (yes she said it) is this Kattie (B*$^%). I didn't here her but another girl I work with started calling the manager frantically over the intercom. So then the woman comes up in my face yelling and cussing and I start yelling right back. She starts talking all this stuff about me trying to get her boyfriend and all this (he asked me, not the other way around). Everyone I worked with and some customers were telling me to just let it go, calm down, ignore her. Well, I tried. She wouldn't get out of my face. So I raised my fist and said she needed to back off and then she started like hauling butt out the door. I wasn't going to let it go, so I started going after her. Eventually, my manager showed up and some people I worked with got me to chill out but I was still ready to go when I got off work. Everyone thought I would go out into the parking lot and bust her head open if she was out there. I considered it. My manager was laughing and saying I would lose my job. I said I would take it to the street and take my work shirt off. My manager walked me out. I told her I wasn't scared. She said she wasn't scared for me she was scared for that lady! haha!
It was definitely an interesting day. The customers were blown away and all thought she was trash and a scared punk.
It was quite the talk and will be for a while. Bi-lo doesn't have much excitement.
As for me, anger management might be in my near future.
