Heeven wrote: The first thing that came to mind was to fall in a heap on the floor and let the git stand there and blather on to an unconcious body if he so wished. He got such a fright, he thought he had given me a heart attack and ran out of the store. The manager and customers ran over to see if I was alright and I got up, brushed myself off and proceeded to the register, calling the next customer.
Dang! What a good way to handle a bad customer... I hope you tell POM! If ever I am (though I never will be) in customer service again, I will be sure and remember your technique.
<I'm so impressed with Heeven's ability to manager customers!>
Sorry to hear you're having medical quirks, CAV. Hope all is well.