*$7.25 an hour, and I was loudly and publicly threatened with the loss of my job because a customer thought I "wasn't smiling enough" over the Christmas rush and called the manager over.

I'd just had my brother cremated less than a week ago.

We generally aren't sour to each other when you're not looking. Can confirm years of watching customers literally stomp on shit directly in my line of sight so they can turn around and demand a discount because this item is inexplicably dirty or broken has made us very sour at everyone else.

One of them paid for a candy bar, ate the whole thing right there in line, and immediately demanded a full refund because "she didn't like it." Under the watchful direction of the same manager because "the customer is always right," I had to do that.

I wish people would come through my line and say nothing to me.