I paste a smile on my face, nodding politely as the man before me continued to talk, proving that he had, indeed not been listening to a word I'd said before he decided to open his mouth to 'correct' me. Unfortunately, he was correcting me with all the wrong information. Things he'd found on google, info that others had told him that contradicted what I said. It was, I decided, his aim only to prove himself right, and I was willing to help him...put his foot into his mouth. If he wasn't going to listen to me, who had worked here far longer than anyone else in the store, then fine. He could learn the hard way that the internet isn't always correct, nor that he should think that because I was younger than him, that I was more naïve. He could dig his own grave, I'd already tried to prevent him from doing so once. I wasn't about to try again.
-Inspiration from encounters at work and social media
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