From Where Quality Comes First...

[netquiddler]

To recap, I work at a grocery store that is the Low Price Leader around here.

And when the radical priest come to get me released, we was all on the cover of Newsweek...

Me: Hello ma'am, how are you today?
Her: Okay, how are you? Are you happy?
Me: Well...er, uh, sure, I suppose I'm happy...
Her: YOU LIE! YOU CAN'T BE HAPPY! *points to the sign in the front of the store that says "IF YOU'RE NOT HAPPY! WE'RE NOT HAPPY! LET US KNOW!"*
Me: Um, may I ask what is making you unhappy?
Her: Your prices are too high! You need to hire fuckin' Mexicans so you can lower prices!
Me: Ma'am, I don't think the union would approve hiring day laborers.
Her: FINE! I'm going to Pathmark!
Me: I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am. I hope to see you again in this store soon!