The origin of 'boycott velcro' part 1

"I'll have one of those and two of those and one more of those". "This one?" "No, that one". "Oh, okay, this one?" "No! The one next to it". This is an example of the daily back and forth dialogue I would have with customers at the local mall cookie shop I worked at many, many years ago when I thought I liked serving the public. The problem I encountered on a daily basis consisted of the rather oblivious customer erroneously believing they could stand 7 feet away from the cookie counter and I would be able to tell which cookie they were pointing to. From that distance, it just didn't work. From that distance, it looked like they were pointing to all the varieties of cookies, not just one. Granted, it would be glorious to have one of each of the nine varieties, but most people didn't want that. They wanted their favorite, and perhaps another lucky person's favorite. The luck of that other person would of course would be dependent upon whether or not their favorite cookie survived the trip without accidently falling into the mouth of the person who bought it for them. I've never done that. I just imagine it could possibly happen. Anyway, back to the finger pointing. The problem was, from that distance, I couldn't tell what 'favorite' cookie they were pointing to. I had to teach many a customer that, yes, they could stand closer to the counter and they could even, without harm or admonishment, touch the glass when pointing the finger at their desired cookie(s). "Would you like anything to drink with that?" "Give me a soda". Or sometimes, depending on where they were from, soda would be pronounced, "sodie", or "sodor", which sounded like odor with an 's' at the beginning of it. Neither of those were really words but that was far from the only issue. First of all, what's the deal with, "give me"? Am I the only one that thinks that just sounds rude? Please, please, please, to all who may read this, when someone is waiting on you and asking what you would like, don't say, "give me", or "gimmee". We should have dropped that phrase when we learned those essential things without which we're never fully dressed. I call them manners. "I'll take", or "Can I have?" sound sooo much better. So aside from the 'gimmee' irritation, there was even more irritation to be found in that phrase. Do you know how many types of soda, sodie, or sodor, however you wish to pronounce it, there are? Invariably, I'd have to ask, "What kind of sodie would you like? We have......" And I'm thinking, "You can see the types of sodor we have right behind me and you probably have a favorite. Why the #*%~ (I do try to refrain from using gutter talk, but you know those symbols imply a naughty word. I don't have to spell it.) don't you just ask for a root beer if you always eat sugar cookies with root beer or a Sprite if that's the only beverage you'll drink? Why make my day that much more agonizing by making me say for the 20th time, "What kind of sodie?""

To be continued......
I do have a point. I just haven't gotten to it yet.