at taco bell tonight, i asked the lady working the window how she was doing (as per usual when i’m interacting with workers at an establishment i’m a patron of) and she said she was going a little crazy. i responded by saying in a light voice “it’s alright.”
it’s. al. right.
wtf is wrong with me? that was so inconsiderate. i drove home the whole way cringing. shit, i’m cringing as i’m typing this. why tf did i say that? i feel so bad. the lady was stressed and i offered her no type of condolence. i gotta do better mayne, smh.
-ratha, 9:18pm, 10.2.19