You dont like me? Why you dont like me?!

So one nice steaming hot day about 2 weeks ago a rather fragrant gentleman walks toward my register. I look up and ask him if he needs some help. He persists to ask me how much government cheese he has, so I explain to him that "sir I cant find that out unless u make a purchase" and of course he begins to yell and scream. He swears up and down that he has done it at the Matrix before and he cant go shopping if he doesn't know how much cheese he has. So I ask if he wants me to call a manager and of course he does. So I indulge him and call. Mean while other customers are walking by and exclaiming about how strong the odor is. Coming up to me and telling me, "it really stinks in here ?" "what is that smell?" "oh my that man really stinks!!"

YOU THINK I DONT KNOW THAT? You think i cant smell anything? You think I enjoy smelling feet and Cheetos's in 80 degree weather well no Im sorry I dont.....You think I wouldnt love to get some Oust or dump this guy in a fkin shower stall....of course not because it must say Douche Bag on my name tag....

So I call a manager she says "too bad we cant check the government cheese he has to buy something" So I tell her to come downstairs to explain it to the fragrant customer. She sighs and says she is on her way. So then he goes to another cashier and she tells him the same thing. But he says "ok thank you" and proceeds to explain, "oh oh but she dont like me? why she dont like me?"

So Im like whatever and I call security. They explain to him that there is nothing they can do and ask him to just buy something like a soda or candy bar but no, "no I just want to know how much I have I go shopping her all the time, its just cause she dont like me?why she dont like me?"

So finally this guy fkin buys something and FINALLY a manager comes down.....

So he buys a soda at the register all the way across from me. He does not have enough. "but I should have a hundred something dollars on her. Why you dont like me?" So the manager comes and explains to him what happens and he begs for some sort of discount so he can obtain the soda. Do to pure stench alone he is given a cheaper priced soda and finally leaves but not without saying "Thank you miss. But what happened she dont like me , why she dont like me?"

You would think then I might be able to run and get my hanfs on some God dang air freshener or mayhaps a gas mask.....but no I didnt even get a chance to think of cleaning my counter before a barage of customers shoot out of nowhere. and of course they keep exclaiming about the smell and asking why there is no air freshener and this and that. I duno why do you think have you seen me leave this spot have you noticed there are only 2 of us have you noticed there is no fucking air conditioning and a train running by every 5 minutes and perhaps made even worse by the fact that its hot as hell outside as well as inside...I duno maybe I am a Douche Bag and enjoy stinky cheese foot smell and maybe I didnt like him for no valid reason....