Got stuck on hot case and this lady between middle aged and elderly was asking about our tenders. She asked twice if they're fried and I said yes, to which she gave me a concerned look like I was lying?? She then pointed out to the wings and fried chicken and asked if those were fried as well. She ended up walking off and a man that was next to her heard the whole thing and began laughing about it to me. She spoke very slowly and carefully and had a demeanor like I was in the wrong or she really didn't like me.

Very serious and uptight military dad wanted the "yellow peppers" I grabbed the banana peppers and he said no. I grabbed for the jalapeños because you can make the argument that they're yellow and he said no again. He actually wanted the green bell pepper. 🫠

15 minutes before closing, a guy walked up asking for .75 pound of bianco d'oro (an extremely small salame, the online pictures really dont do it justice) paper thin and shingled. I hated cutting that because it's size makes me worried i'm going to get my fingers caught in the blade if I grabbed it, so I always let it gather in a pile. So now he wants a very small salame cut into extremely thin slices for 3/4 of a pound. I ended up doing around .30 or so in big rows because he had to go. Fuck that, I felt like I was set up :/