But this is my update to my earlier post about the cashier who freaked over my PICC.
As I said the store manager of that store, K, knows me from doing non-profit work together. He's actually in the process of taking over my position on a board. So he called me today to ask about some paperwork that I was trying to find. In script format
Me: Is it okay if I talk to you about a work related thing or should I call you Monday?
K: I wanted to talk to you about it anyway.
Me: Oh you heard?
K: Yeah, what's the deal with coming into my store dripping blood?
Me: HUH?! That's what you heard?
K: Um yeah, what happened
Me: Your cashier freaked about my PICC line yells that I'm "too gross for words" asks loudly if I'm "positive for AIDS or Hep C" and then says I'm going to bleed on the floor.
K: ....... (he was silent for about 20 seconds) What the hell?
K: Okay, I have to have you come in Monday and fill out the official complaint so I can fire her.
YAY FOR GREAT JUSTICE!!!