I had been selling books, hundreds, online so I went to this place you ship from quite often over several weeks. There were only two employees (both older gentlemen) there in the evenings when I went and we'd chat and such while they were getting everything entered, so we had a nice rapport going.

The next to last time that I went, I was running late and I had hurt my leg earlier that day so I was in a fair bit of pain and had a bad limp. I had 7 large boxes of books and a few various sized envelopes. I'm trying to get everything into the lobby, dropping things because I'm rushing so I don't make them stay late, and they just stand there watching. Not very polite, but whatever.

I finally get all of the packages inside. About 3 of the big boxes and all of the smaller packages we're ready to go, so I got in line and started working on the others while I waited. There wasn't anyone in front of me so it wasn't very long before one of the employees finished with the customer they were helping and called me over.

I had separated the ready packages from the others and let him know that he could start and by the time those were finished the rest would be ready. Keep in mind, I've been doing this for weeks, I know how long the process takes and he knows that I know this as he recognizes and comments on how much I have this time versus other times. He agrees and is about to start working on it when the other employee whispers to the guy helping me, "Hey look, there is that girl you like to flirt with." He looks up, sees her just as she's walking in, looks back at me and says, "I'm sorry, I'm going to need all of these ready before I can start," then proceeds to yell, "There you are beautiful, come on up here!"

I look at him in disbelief and tell him that by the time he gets to the ones that aren't yet ready, they will be, but he ignores me to talk to this lady that's probably 40 years younger than him and they both ignore me as I move all of my packages to the side.

I'm pretty frustrated at this point, but I just get everything boxed up as quickly as I can and then the other guy is ready. I lug everything over to the opposite side of the counter and he starts. He's looking through everything and says, "I'm going to need you to step to the side and write the addresses on all of these boxes before we can start." I'm thinking that this has to be some kind of joke but he at stands there. I say, "Are you serious? You print labels and cover the addresses any way, this is a waste of time." But he won't back down, despite this being something that I do on occasion. The guy I started out with chimes in and says, "Don't worry, we've got all night!"

I quickly escalated from frustrated to downright angry. I've been here for 20 minutes, I'm in pain, and these guys are being jerks. So I sit there writing everything out, steam probably rolling out of my ears. When I'm finally finished the place has already closed and I end up back with the guy I started with. He starts trying to talk and joke with me like everything is all good and I just stare at him...I literally cannot believe what's happening. He has the decency to look at least a little ashamed and asks if everything is alright. I tell him that it's not and just stare at him with a look of fury. It was enough to shut him for the rest of the transaction.