ID Hunting
I used to work at Subway and sometimes it was extremely difficult to not blow up at customers. We would always have this regular customer come in and complain about every little thing such as “not enough tomatoes on my sandwich”, etc.
I knew she was a regular and I knew who she was, but every single time she would come she would only bring in her check book, not her purse. Because she liked to make our days worse, I like to exercise my own rights to be absolutely annoying too.
I, being the model employee, would purposely make her go back out to her car for her driver’s license (which she would dig for for ten minutes), and come up with 2 phone numbers while her toasted sandwich, which perfectly matched her specifications, got cold. Permalink