You are in early to open the store. Coffee in hand, running around trying to get a few things done before customers show up. It’s not your lucky day, they are here early.

They immediately start asking 5000 questions about every product, some questions running into other questions. They get mad when your answers don’t satisfy them. You offer a free sample to quiet them down so you can finish what you were doing.

Later in the morning you *finally* take a bathroom break and realize your shirt is on backwards. You switch it around, thankful no one is picky about your uniform.

When you return to the floor you see your coworker in mediation talks between two customers who both want the same item. There is only one of these items left. Things are not going well when a third customer swoops in, grabs the product and takes off with it.

This is not your fight and you quietly go back to work in another room.

Later you are handling a rather difficult customer who is irate about a product they broke (because they weren’t using it appropriately). You look at the product and can imagine how it was smashed on the floor repeatedly and didn’t have a chance for survival, nor can it be fixed. The customer is now crying. You send the customer off with a “replacement” item and hope for the best.

You are busy getting things ready in the kitchen when quality control appears and wants to test everything you are making. They seem particularly picky about any food that contains meat products. You do manage to pass their strict screening process and breathe a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately even though you passed the test, you know the customer likely will attempt to refund the prepared food products for “snack” items.

You finally manage to find time for a break, in the bathroom, when someone knocks on the door. Your coworker can’t find an item and needs help locating it. You can hear the customer in the background getting increasingly agitated. You end your break early and find the object in a matter of minutes.

Next, you are cleaning the store and find a half-eaten sandwich shoved behind a display case. It’s days old and now you understand where that smell was coming from.

You also find dirty paw prints running from the front door to a carpeted area and what looks to be ketchup smeared on the floor and walls.

You’re in the middle of cleaning these things when your coworker sends over a customer (to answer a question your coworker just answered). You now are explaining why the product they want isn’t available and that there is nothing you can do about it. The customer is mad. You apologize and offer a rain check but cross your fingers they forget about it.

Back to cleaning and another customer comes up to you unexpectedly, hugs your butt, says you smell good and asks who built this store. Somewhat inappropriate but you still are pleased by this show of affection and the fact that your hair smells okay even after a few days of dry shampoo.

You don’t have time to answer the question because you hear yelling and screaming. You run to see your coworker pulling two customers off each other. You jump in to help and point to the store rules about keeping your hands and feet to yourself.

Nearing the end of the day and you can help a customer out! They need assistance with an item and low and behold you know how to make it work. It’s a miracle. They are delighted and say you are the best employee ever.

It’s finally time to close the store and you gently remind the customers that they need to end their shopping and leave. Customers “just need one more thing” over and over and over.

When the day is finally done it looks like the store was ransacked. Items everywhere, empty shelves and random socks all over the floor. You shrug your shoulders and figure it’s tomorrow’s problem. You don’t get paid overtime and it’ll all be there in the morning!