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I work in a shitty fast food job in the middle of the city, a specific suburbanite fast food chain known to be popular among fascists due to the lack of seasoning on the food. Here's a list of the bullshit I've endured this week.

Had a woman return to the restaurant to complain about her Hi-C being flat. Hi-C isn't carbonated.

Opened up a guy's box of food to check what was in it because he had a weird order and I couldn't tell that the order was prepared right. He accused me of touching his food and demanded that I remake it. Go back to the kitchen and ask them to remake it. They remake it and I bring the food back to the guy. He accuses me of taking the first box and just put it in another bag. At this point I call my manager over and just have her deal with it because if I had to say another word to this fucker I'm going to get fired.

Had someone complain that their Coca cola was too brown

Constantly get called sir by everybody in the drive through unless I wear makeup (all I have is lipstick) and if I wear lipstick, people are ruder than usual. Even though this restaurant is in the part of town known for being gay.

I compliment everybody that comes through, most people are appreciative but the straight dudes with fragile egos get really pissed over stuff like "Nice haircut".

In good interactions, there's a regular there that is fully bald and owns it, shaves his head all the way down and makes it shiny, has a well maintained beard. I always tell him that his head looks great and shaving it all the way down makes him look younger than the guys who won't own their baldness

Had another guy give me two dollars as a tip because he likes how nice I am to everybody. He had his window open and heard what I said to the car in front of him and liked how my compliments were so genuine. According to the rulebook of this corporation I work for, I'm not allowed to accept tips, but I took it anyway. Got me an energy drink with it.

Had a car of customers offer me some free weed because of my compliments. I turned it down because I don't smoke anymore, and separate from being in sober living, I think if I started smoking again I'd go back to being a wake and bake stoner and I don't want that.

Met a new hire today that is non-binary. I was worried about asking for their pronouns because cis people get really offended by that, but they were happy I asked about their pronouns. I'm usually pretty good at clocking non-binary people, and I've noticed that non-binary people actually appreciate being clocked as non-binary. I'll usually ask for their pronouns right before I'm about to say something gendered and stop myself. Non-binary people, feel free to chime in on this one, I'm always trying to support my enbys more