entitlement.

it's amazing the sense of entitlement some people have. my last hour of a 9 hour shift at futureshop, some douchebag comes in, and seems pretty cool at first. then starts asking what i can do for prices - it's an open box canon 60D, so i say probably $50 off or so if i ask the manager. he scoffs in my face and claims it was at under 1100 a few months ago but not during christmas time and there was nothing wrong/missing with it. considering how close that is to our actual cost of i smelled bullshit but whatever.

then he asks me about my coworker's schedule, who i assume he'd talked to a while ago. anyways, guy asks me for her schedule. i say i'm sorry, i don't know. i can find out if you want though?. "well okay what days does she  usually work?" i dunno, we just get a diff schedule every 2 weeks. "you just really don't want to answer my question, do you?"  /snarky tone..........
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buddy, i fucking said i don't know, and offered to find out for you. ffffucks sakes. going into a retail job i realize i'll meet people like this, but this fucker's attitude and sense of entitlement, just arghhhhhhaoidojwaoidwaj.


but it's okay. i got off work.

i held my k-5. shot some shots and hear the sound of that sexy, smooth shutter.

and all is good now.