Service with a Scowl

I am convinced that Gristedes employs not one single polite human being.

I realize that checkout clerks and stock people don’t have the most glamorous of jobs, but damnit, when I sincerely tell you to have a nice evening, I expect more than “Rubble, rubble, rubble.” Lady, you aren’t the Hamburglar, I know you hate your job, and I said credit. CREDIT!


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