So this guy with a big sports bag walks in and accidentally knocks 3 shelves of books onto the floor. That’s right: SHELVES. The crash was so loud I thought someone must have died.
I’m serving so I tell him not to worry and that I’ll be right with him.
Once I get over there he goes “I’m sorry I don’t really know what to do. So I’m just gonna go.”
And then he leaves.
Right out the door.
I have to fix the shelves.