I know front of house foodservice isn't technically retail, but it really stuck with me when I was on yhe last hour of putting over 30 hours into 3 days and was slow to find a button on a register. This father with his wife and kids was like, "pushing a button is the hardest part of my job, too." It's been like 6 years and I still remember it. I should have knocked this grown man's vanilla dirty chai out of his hands and called him a child in front of his kids.

But instead I just complained that I was running constant doubles.