There is a such thing as courtesy.
Like when I smile and say good morning, you don’t treat me with scorn and distaste.
Every week, I go to get the court records. One of the girls always looks at me like I am the scum of the earth.
You know what? I don’t like coming to get the records either, so suck it up.
It pissed me off especially this morning.
I had a pretty shitty weekend, actually.
So will it kill you to say hello back to me?
I don’t think so.