This week:

"Can you stamp my card?"
"No. It’s all kept on our computers now. May I have your phone number? I can enter your points."
"I don’t have time. I just want to watch the game. Don’t you just have a stamp!?!?"
"No."

"Can I have 15 sides of ranch?"

"Where the fuck am I supposed to sit? Do your fucking job."

I hate e v e r y o n e.