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Towson Tantrum: Rude at the Registers

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Towson chapter.

The other morning, I was standing in line at Paws waiting to order my coffee and bagel. I had class at 11, it was a little before 10:30, and I was starting to panic because I’m that crazy person that needs to be 10 minutes early. I stood with my best friend Nicole, catching her up on what I did the night before as she filled me in on details about what she did too. We were interrupted by the woman standing at the register who yelled, “No more breakfast!  We ain’t got any more bacon, no more pancakes, all we got left is sausage and about one order left of homefries.” I wasn’t upset, all I wanted was a bagel anyway, but I was appalled at the girls about 3 people behind us in line who started freaking out and didn’t even try to hide their disappointment. Disappointment is an understatement too, as they expressed,

“Are you freaking kidding me? I woke up for this. There’s not even breakfast.”

“ That woman is such a bitch, seriously”

“I can’t even f****** believe this. I better get those homefries.”

I looked behind me and then looked at the woman at the register. She had heard everything the girl said as they continued to rant. It wasn’t her fault, she couldn’t help that the breakfast was gone.

Unfortunately, this really isn’t an uncommon occurrence here at Towson. It frustrates me so much to wait in line and hear students behind me bitching and complaining about the simplest things. I see freshman students complaining on Twitter about the Paws workers. I even see older students continue to roll their eyes at cashiers in Susq and people scoff at the baristas in Starbucks when they ask, “Do you want that hot or iced?” as if they should already know. Somehow Towson students have gotten the idea that the world revolves around them and that every worker here on campus should bow down and kiss their feet.

Everyone has bad days and we, as college students, have emotions that change at the drop of a hat. So please, I ask you as a student body; next time you have an encounter with someone at the Den, or Paws, or wherever, don’t wait for them to smile. Smile first. Ask how their day is going. Don’t wait for Miss Sabrina at the Den to ask, “Baby, how you doin’ today?”, but ask her first. Ask the guy at Paws how his Steelers are doing or who they’re playing this weekend. It takes a lot of patience to deal with college students, especially so many at one time. Make it worthwhile. Their job isn’t to please you and your job isn’t to ruin their day.