I have learned to hate/respect/question people.
I have much more respect for people in retail shops than ever. I know now how selfish people are, and I don't want to make the retail bods all the more miserable than they already are. Because, lets face it, it's a shit job. Now I make a point to make nice conversation to them, asking how their day is, what they are reading, how they feel etc. Nobody ever asks me those questions, because they don't give a flying flag through a rolling donut about the person taking their money. Which, really, is a funny thing... you would think that you would want to treat the person taking your money from you as being pretty important. I mean, you are departing with your cash in exchange for something- and we all know it - a product not quite worth the value or price tag you are paying. Cost price is significantly lower. So you slipping your debit card into the slot is in essence paying for my paycheck, and, if qualifying, a bonus for me. And yet you treat me like a child, or much more base...?
Human nature is funny.
