I was in Waldbaum’s checking out this afternoon when a woman in her Gucci oversized glasses demanded someone go out and get her a cart.
Not once, but a second time seeing as no one working gave her any mind.
With the second demand, I turned around and with equal volume asked her if she thought she was special to which she responded that she was “special.”
Excuse me if I was less than respectful to Miss Prim, but I told her, “no… what she was, was an arrogant asshole.”
She found immediate reason at that point to storm into the store… without a cart. Too bad because I thought the conversation was just getting good.