You work at a toy'r'us.
it's the saturday before christmas
you don't have any of the cool buzz lightyears that in the ad(and you only got three when you did have them any way)
the boss took the day off (presumably he didn't think it was an important day)
he also left you with less staff than you would have on a normal saturday.(approximately half of which are B-players you wouldn't even have hired much less have still working.)
everything profitable is locked up so you customers can't help themselves (even assuming that they knew enough about the product to)
every eighth customer tramples the six patient(they at least know that they should be embarassed to be shopping at the last minute) customers to blurt out "is this the right doll for my kid!?"
you have a slightly misanthropic nature in the best of crowds.
with that picture in your head I am going to bed.
