On January 31, at about five o'clock, I came to buy pastries. I greet and smile at the girl, to which she rudely tries to find out from me what kind of pastries I want. I explain and show her, to which she almost screams at me that she should have explained right away.
This is trash, comrades, if that girl is reading this, then I hope she heard what was said about her.
Music is blaring at the entire first floor of the shopping center. It was impossible to be at the nearest catering point, so I had to look for another place to eat in peace.
The employee is rude, learn at least not to laugh at the client when the client has not yet had time to leave the cash register (along with your main one). A very unpleasant impression
The music hits the entire first floor of the shopping center, the seller also sings the chorus. It is impossible to stay within the radius of this booth.