Pet peeve of mine: You give people money and they act like you don't exist or give a crap you've bothered to come in.
Don't know if he's the owner, manager, worker, whatever, but the guy who took my money Weds evening needs a major freaking personality transplant. You're having a bad day? Sure, I get that, stuff happens. But this is the 4th or 5th time I've run into this miserable excuse of a human and he couldn't even bother saying hello after being greeted.
So, why, you ask, do I keep giving him money? Well, damn good question, and here's the answer: I am no longer going to do so. read more