A lady hands me a tube of almost used up ointment of some kind.
"Do you want a refill on this?" I ask her.
"I want a new tube. They don't refill the same tube," she replied in a snarky tone.
"No shit, you stupid cunt. Don't you think I know that? I do fucking work here. Obviously they don't refill the same goddamn tube, but it's still referred to as a "refill." Get the fuck out of here and come back when you learn how to treat people like they aren't brainless."
My boss heard my little rant and he fired me on the spot. So now I'm jobless.
Just kidding. I didn't say that last part, but boy would I have liked to.
It's not too short; it was just really long before. And damaged. And yucky. And you don't care, ha.