your mother was the director of a store with antique dishes, you sometimes helped her in order to replace her workers when they could not come to work and sometimes in order to earn money, your mother just thinks money has to be earned so she uses it to make your lazy ass do something

today was one of those days, everything started as usual: buyers, goods, buyers, goods. But at some point a man came and for a long time could not choose between several tea sets, he walked between the racks, approached you, walked again between the racks, approached you. Of course, he came up and asked you about this or that service, curious about the quality. Everything would be fine, but sometimes he would start ranting, first about how beautiful the sets are in your store, and then sometimes the topic came up about the types of tea that he tried himself and advises you, or about the fact that tea in tea bags is actually used incorrectly and even about how once they told him fortunes at tea

after several hours of repetition, your eye began to twitch, and when the man finally decided on a purchase, it suddenly turned out..

Oh no, I'm apologies, looks like I forgot my wallet..