Why can't I get a job and yet everytime I go into a shop I am met with a sour faced bitch who doesn't even acknowledge I am alive, nor gives me an apology that I have had to wait in line for 15 minutes to buy a top? (They're luckily it was a nice top and I had a gift voucher) Oh, and please, don't say "Thanks" or "Bye" to me, god forbid you should actually have to WORK for your money.