Just Another Dog Doodoo Afternoon
I work in a large big box store. A customer with a little dog comes up to me at the service desk.
Customer: “Just letting you know that my dog made a bit of a stinky mess in aisle twelve.”
I hand them some paper towels.
Me: “Here you go.”
Customer: “You’re… you’re expecting me to clean it up?”
Me: “Your dog, your mess.”
Customer: “That’s so rude!”
Me: “I don’t see how.”
Customer: “I was doing something nice by telling you where it was! Next time I won’t even bother!” Storms out.
I sigh and head over to aisle twelve. It was amazing to me how that much came out of one little dog…
Just Another Dog Doodoo Afternoon
I work in a large big box store. A customer with a little dog comes up to me at the service desk.
Customer: “Just letting you know that my dog made a bit of a stinky mess in aisle twelve.”
I hand them some paper towels.
Me: “Here you go.”
Customer: “You’re… you’re expecting me to clean it up?”
Me: “Your dog, your mess.”
Customer: “That’s so rude!”
Me: “I don’t see how.”
Customer: “I was doing something nice by telling you where it was! Next time I won’t even bother!” Storms out.
I sigh and head over to aisle twelve. It was amazing to me how that much came out of one little dog…