After being couped up in the house for 3 days, Sether Joe and I ventured out this afternoon. We had many things to accomplish but one in particular included returning some pants at the mall for my oldest son who can’t fit into his size because he’s too tall and can’t wear the bigger sizes because he’s so darn skinny. (Sorry for the run-on sentence) While waiting in line to return the pants, the cashier and another customer had, shall we say, a little altercation. It wasn’t as heated as the definition of the word implies, but it was not pretty. The customer had asked the cashier why she didn’t get credit for one of her returns. The cashier was insistent that she did. The customer disagreed. The cashier finally realized she was wrong and while rolling her eyes, grabbed the receipt from the customer’s hand. Oh no she dih-uh. Had it happened to me, I’m sure I would have asked someone to hold my hoops by this point. So what happened? I’ll tell you what happened. The cashier was wrong and she didn’t like it. Tell me, when you are wrong, is your first response defensiveness? Feel free to elaborate.