Today

Today I laughed a customer and simultaneously realised my job undermines my intelligence, yet again. When I say I laughed at her, I was actually laughing AT her, definitely not with her. Picture the scene: We have run out of stock of catnip pet toys. More specifically, mouse,fish and bird shaped cat nip filled fabric toy things for your cat. These things sell faster than hot cakes on a cold day. We had 400 delivered on Wednesday. We were sold out on Saturday. All day Sunday I had to literally break people's hearts by telling them, no, we don't have any until next week.
Today, for the thousandth time, a woman came in asking for said product. Because it had got to the point in the afternoon where I was hysterical/delirious/beyond caring, I laughed when she said 'Well I find this utterly unacceptable! It is absolutely ridiculous!' and ranted for a while in a very posh angry voice. I laughed, because yes, Madam, it is ridiculous that so many people can get SO upset over cat toys.

This is my job. I have to tell people over and over and over again we are out of stock of things they want, but do not need. Imagine being a doctor and having to tell people they're ill or going to die?

I can't take the strain.

So when I got home, I did the washing up, put a cake in the oven, pre-made supper and poured myself and M a gin. Ahhhhh..... and thanked my lucky (purple and gold Christmas themed) stars that Bobbi isn't interested in catnip toys. 'Cos the owners turn into nutters. Or as I like to call them, nippers.