POOR CUSTOMER SERVICE!

"Uuuuugh UNBELIEVABLE! FIRST YOUR INCOMPETENT ASS FUCKS UP MY ORDER! THEN YOU HAVE THE AUDICITY TO MAKE ME SUCH A SHITTY EXCUSE OF AN OFFER?! YOU CAN EXPECT A SCATHING REVIEW ON YOUR SITE IF YOU DON'T MAKE WITH A BETTER OFFER FOR WASTING MY TIME AND MY FUCKING MONEY!"

Karen yelled, screamed, bitched and moaned like per usual for her on her daily shopping trip. Today she was at the local mall, ordering a latte from the kiosk near the food court only to have grabbed the wrong drink in her rush and now she was furious that she paid for the wrong thing and was being told she couldn't have a free one by this disrespectful little shit behind the counter. Her fingers tapped away at her phone's touch screen, already typing out the aforementioned scathing review, her large mommy milkers bouncing in tandem with her furious button pressing.

She was large, imposing and had a death glare that could turn anyone into stone, not to mention an ass that could and most defiantly has shattered doorframes. Her custom made mom jeans hugged her fat dumptruck ass tightly as her purse hung over her shoulder, slightly shaking as she still typed on her phone furiously. As she looked out of the corner of her eye she scowled further, nothing that the cashier was making a weird face.

"Huh? Why the Hell are you staring at me like that you idiot?"