A karen in the wild

(I’m finishing up helping a customer pick out a steak. A customer comes to the counter and starts freaking out. The phone starts ringing. I walk to the service case.)

Me: How can I help you?

Customer: I’VE BEEN WAITING FOREVER!!! I RANG YOUR BELL!!!! I’VE GOT A DOG THAT NEEDS WALKED!!!

(She hangs up her cell phone, the phone in the market stops)

Customer: I NEED A POUND OF SALMON BUT I DON’T WANT ALL THIS STUFF WITH THE CEDAR PLANKS!!!! CAN YOU CUT THIS WHOLE SIDE?!?!

Me: Sure. Just so you know, the price goes up if you don’t buy the whole thing.

Customer: I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THAT!

Me: Okay. I just wanted to let you know.

(I cut her salmon and skin it for her. She snatches it out of my hand and storms off.)

(A minute later)

Customer: What did you do with the other pieces?

Me: I’m getting ready to tray them up.

Customer: I want those instead of this one.

Me: Sure. These are 2lbs not 1lb.

Customer: I’M SORRY I WASN’T CLEAR!!!!

(She snatches the other ones and storms off.)