I wonder if the white girl named Shannon mentioned below is the same hatchet-faced cashier who ""served"" me last night. Quite possibly the worst customer service I have experienced in some time. I didn't realize coming in and ordering a couple over-priced slices of cold pizza (not heated up - too much effort) was such a hardship for her, especially in this economy, but I was treated with such hostility I thought she might have mistaken me for someone strangled puppies with my bare hands. And then I had the nerve to stand around waiting for my receipt!!! She asked me ""what the problem was"" with a level of aggression usually reserved for paedophiles before I could meekly request said receipt which she lashed out that I already had it (I didn't)/ I know the next time I'm walking down Abbott Kinney and fancy a treat, I'll cross the street for beer at the gay bar. At least beer is *meant* to be served cold
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