Things That Annoy Me In Life #1: People Who Think They're Better Than Everyone Else

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Now and again, i like to throw a bit more of a personal post into the mix; a little summary of my day, a tag here and there, stuff that i have on my mind. This time i thought i might throw in a little rant about something that really gets on nerves, something that niggles me long after the working day has finished; and for those of you who work in retail i'm sure you will sympathise with me here when i say - i actually hate certain customer 'types'. I could write an actual dissertation on this subject of customer 'types' (and yes there are a few of them), but i thought i'd begin with the ones that i really cannot stand: the ones that think the sun shines out of their backsides.

I'm talking about the ones who look like their face would crumble if they did so much as try to crack a smile, the ones that walk into your place of work and look as if they want to kill you for just simply being there, the ones that talk in a stupid, fake posh accent just to impress their equally miserable friends, the ones that enjoy to pass on their own disgusting bad moods onto other people purely for fun, who get a little kick out of looking down their 'Dierdre from Coronation Street' spectacles at you whilst they strut around in their tweed coats and sensible heels. Just because im a few decades younger than you and don't have a blue rinse and a shit hairdo, doesn't mean i deserve to be spoken to like i'm a few pennies short of a pound. Yes, i work in a shop. No, it isn't my dream job but atleast i have one - unlike yourselves who have probably never worked a day in your life and live from your allowance in your husbands bank account. Your life is probably a great deal worse than mine. But a smile goes a very long way and it doesn't cost a penny.

The amount of times i've smiled at somebody who looks a little bit lost and asked 'do you need any help?' only to be snapped at like i've just killed their cat or something. Yet if i did the opposite and didn't ask them at all they would complain. It is impossible to win with these people, you just have to grin and bear it and do the whole 'sarcastic nice-ness' thing at the till - shouting 'THANKYOU!!!' after them, paired with an overly cheery wave when they don't mutter any word of thanks whatsoever (surely somebody of your 'class' should have manners, no?). The amount of times i've had somebody click their fingers at me and demand to 'be served'. I've even had somebody go as far as to say 'good girl' to me after fetching them something they wanted. Err.. thanks a bunch love, but i'm not your pet dog?

I'll always remember one woman with short, cropped hair who was sat with her equally snooty children, and asked me rather loudly 'Ohh, little Jimmy here goes to private school, did you go to private school?' with a little smirk spreading across her face. No. No i did not go to private school, like little Jimmy does. And i probably came out a lot better off than most children who go to private school, thankyou. As if that wasn't bad enough, she then leant in to her daughter and said to her 'keep doing your maths sweetheart or you might end up somewhere like this'. OO, well done! I hope you feel better now you've got your snide remark in for the day. I bet your husband will reward you with an extra fiver in your allowance pot for that!

Over the years, i've been called all sorts, the list is endless and the odd time i've even been reduced to rather angry tears (if i didn't have my job on the line i'd give them a piece of my mind back). I hate people who think that being downright nasty to somebody means they will work harder to 'serve you', when infact it is the complete opposite. I'd much rather spend an hour helping somebody lovely and polite rather than 10 minutes serving somebody who thinks that shouting in somebody's face is the way forward in life. I go out of my way to help the lovely people who walk in to my day.

It really, really gets on my nerves that a select few people in this world actually enjoy to belittle people in this way? And i wish i could write an anonymous book of some form and post it to all these people's houses - so they would maybe think twice about how they spoke to people (of course, they never have house numbers though do they? They always mutter a rather grand made-up house name of jibberish upon asking their address for any reason..ohh you live at 'Kingston Lake BuckinghamEFFINGPalace Manor' do you?)

Am i alone in this opinion?

What are your worst customer 'types'?