Goddamn, I almost pissed myself earlier. I was standing in my kiosk doing some paperwork or typing or something. I can't even remember because I was so shocked after this happened. I heard this yelling in the distance behind me. Sounded like it was maybe 20 feet back. I heard it getting a little closer but I didn't pay any mind because I figured if someone was talking to me, they would be in front of me. Logical, right? Guess not. And then I hear "ARE YOU DEEF?" Not deaf...DEEF - pretty close behind me. So I turn around with a perplexed look on my face and see this cantankerous old prune of a negro jet pilot shrew woman. And she yells it again, presumably because I look pretty fucking confused as to why someone is shouting that at me. So here goes the interaction:
Shrew: YOU DEEF?!
Me: (In a moderately angry tone) NO.
Shrew: WELL THEN WHAT WRONG WITCHOO?
Me: Lady, I'd say the problem is on your end.
Shrew: *Walks away mumbling*
At this point, I turned around and went to go back to writing or whatever, and I stopped and said to myself "That was rude!" out loud. So she comes back, and we go around again:
Shrew: EXCUSE ME?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!
Me: I said that was very rude
Shrew: *Makes disgusting noise of disgust*
Me: Ma'am, I'm not here for you to yell at berate because you for some reason have nothing of value to spend your time on.
Shrew: WELL THEN WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR?
Me: To run this store. I'm not here for ANYTHING ELSE.
Shrew: WELL YOU NOT DOIN' IT.
And then she finally walked away. For the next like, half an hour or so she was walking in circles around the area giving me dirty looks. I've certainly had people say worse to me, but it was not for just simply standing there and doing my job. From what I gather, she was about 20 feet away and was yelling at me for directions, and when I didn't turn around and bend over for her, it did not make her happy. I swear, between all of the weirdos in that place I'm going to get axe murdered on my way out to my car one of these nights.