today was a bad day. mad busy. punters coming through the doors one after the other. one frustration after the next.
do you know if i have been called out yet?
how would i know if i dont know your name.
of course i said this in my head. everyone thinks we know them on an individual basis.
you saw me last week. yes i did and a thousand others.
a girl comes in barely 18.
i need a form filling in now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i explain that the form has to go to a processing centre and we send it back to her.
i need it today.
if you handed it in when you were supposed to you would have it back by now.
she leaves i turn my back she gives me the finger.
she does not know me, i have eyes in the back of my head. the temptation to lose her forms is great but i resist. i smile and tell her to wait for it in the post. i am sure i never had as much attitude at her age. maybe i am getting old.