I know you're busy

on register at work.  line of at least 20 people.  sunday always means stupid customers.  here is an especially asshole encounter.

customer: i know you're busy, but how does that thing in your nose work?

me: *smiles and says nothing (are you fucking serious? how rude can you be?)

customer: it looks like a staple, does it go all the way through?

me: yea, it's a staple.(yea jackass, i put a staple through my nose)

customer: is it inside your nose?

me: yea, it's horseshoe shaped.can we just stop talking about it?

customer2: it must hurt to take it in and out?

me: nope. if it hurt, do you think i'd have it?

customer: where's my iced tea?

me: at the end of the counter.where i already told you it would be.  nice button up tucked into your jeans, fucker.

this is def one of those times i wish it was socially acceptable to tell people "go fuck yourself" when they were acting like an asshole.