I'm a vindictive little bitch, truth be told! -Clementine( Eternal sunshine)

I didn't understand where I was, or what was happening to me. It was like i teleported back to when I was a bitchy, eye-rolling 15 year old being lectured by a teacher. Uncontrollably eluding hostility and sass.

I'm talking about the end of work last night. I'm not sure if anyone even cares about my work blogs, but I think there are some pretty interesting things that happen as a server in a pub.
We have this older lady that comes in and all of the staff dreads when she comes in because she makes you listen, and expects your full on attention and agreement to whichever topic she's ranting about this evening. Ann always distracts herself with something when she comes in. Natalia makes herself busy with customers. And so on. It's hard when you're a server because you don't have that thick bar distancing yourself from everyone, if needed.
Last night she was ranting about church, and most of the time i agree with her cynical views on society ( apparently she has a degree in crim and soc, but currently works as a 'dancer'). She started talking about the gap between my teeth and how i should smile more, I was tired it was 2 in the morning, and I weakly smiled and told everyone who tells me to smile more ' I'm not going to smile for no reason, I'm not going to be fake a robotic'. She kept insisting and when I tried to walk away to finish my chores she would yell out to me ' hey, hey, do you know what i mean? hunny, listen to me. I know what i'm talking about' ( not in a motherly way, in a cocky manner)
I managed to get away, to finish my closing duties. I was getting pretty irritated with the regular customers that still have a full beer 20min past when we're closed, and it was showing on my face and I didn't care.
Varik, this guy we have in the back kitchen, comes in right before close and drinks with his buddies and shows no respect when we're closing, he just says things like ' yoo, i'm Varik, you can't be rude to me man. Just chillll, it's all good.' Seriously? Are you constantly on valium?
So i got pretty pissed at how selfish he was being, and I told him so.

Finally everyone was out of the bar except for 40-year-old-dancer with 2 degrees. She's not drunk. She says, out of the blue ' You know why I like being a stripper? ' Cause all the girls I work with have attitude... ( she looks at me ) and you know what sweety, you would make a great stripper.' I fake chuckle.
Then she starts, again. ' Can I tell you something, you need to calm down. Just relax, you're too uptight. You've got such an attitude on you' ( and she does some strange hand on hip, cocked leg, arm snap thing to immitate me, i guess???) ' What's your problem? Really?'
I'm thinking , what the hell is she serious, i'm the most genuinly sweet, smiley girl at work towards customers.
' You need to tone it down. You're just all full of attitude, and you're very rude to me.'
Is she serious?
And then she starts attacking me, out of no where and I was so confused at why this was happening.
' You are full of bad attitude, and you can't treat your customers this way! Listen to me sweety, cause I know what i'm talking about. You are a condescending little brat, and your behavior is patronizing and bitter.'
WHERE IS THIS COMING FROM!?!?!? And I just look at her with total confusion and say " I'm just tired, I want to go home its 2:30 in the morning"
' This is your job! Everyone has a job, you have to deal with this sort of stuff and you can't be acting the way you are especially in customer service. Everyone works, what do you have to do tomorrow? What? What's so important?'
............seriiouuslllyy??? My face was all red, and i felt so inferior. Like i was standing in front of a giant
' I don't have to explain myself to you, I just want to go home'
' Oh sweety, you think you're so much better than me don't you. Well let me tell you, I've got 2 degrees and I've beaten cancer. Look at me. Look at me! You need to fix your bevaior'
I reaked of attitude when I said okay, though. It's like i couldn't help it.

I thought it was done. I was shakey, and angry and I knew I couldn't say anything to her because she's a customer. Then she starts attacking Natalia. On the way out the door the dancer grabs my arm and tells me to look at her again and she says ' I know what i'm talking about, i see right through you, I can tell you have a bad attitude and you need to stop.'
I get to the parking lot and Josh is there and I just completely break down and start crying really hard, I didn't even know why. I didn't even fully understand what had just happened.
Then Natalia calls me and tells me that she has done this to everyone at the pub, and if you don't worship her and completely agree with her then she attacks you. Apparently once her and Nat got in a full out yelling fight at the bar. She made me feel so foolish for getting so upset, and if she didn't call I would probably still be upset about it. I'm really glad she did call.
But now i'm really,really dreading seeing her at work. Good thing I'll only be there for another month though.