Fit shamed by a moron customer today. So despite the weather being shit up here in the pacific northwest/lower mainland I still make a point of doing my daily run and my bi weekly stair sprinting. Today I was really proud of myself for going back to do more stair sprinting today. The rain kept me cool, my trail runners are grippy AF and there weren't any fat asses blocking my path. I only had one cute brunette who suspiciously timed her runs so she could pass me. I had my headphones in and really didn't want to be a creep but I felt pretty good as I left and had this gorgeous creature smiling at me from ear to ear after she caught me taking a double look. Not going to lie my day was going pretty fucking good. Until I got back to my car and looked at my work phone, 6 missed calls from 2 different people. I call the first one back and they tell me to call the second number to talk to the guy's purchasing agent. Well this bitch tried to chew me out for not being open on a Sunday, that's right this fucking cow who knows damn well my shop is only open Mon-Fri was having a freakout that I wasn't open.... Then I tell her it's going to be an additional $250 charge for me to open the door, HOLY FUCK. The stupid cow just didn't get it. I'm the only one who can open shop up on the weekends and she finally stopped fucking me around and agreed to pay the $250 for me to open. First thing I needed to know was the specifications on the part that they were freaking out about. "They're all the same aren't they?", Fuck me. Seriously fuck me. This woman is retarded.   I wasted a good hour phoning back and forth just to get the specs on the part they needed. First time around she gave me the serial number of something connected to it. Fuck. I don't need any of this. I was stupid though and decided to open up my shop. There she comes 15 minutes late saying that I was late even though she pulled her car AFTER I WAS THERE. My patience was running pretty thin and as it turns out I had the equivalent part they needed only it was a different brand name(it was identical). Did I mention this thing waddled? It was like 300lbs of nasty disgusting globular mass. And boy was it fucking stupid. It couldn't grasp the fact that the part I had was identical, IDENTICAL to the one they needed. It couldn't comprehend this, the foreman said the part would work but this fucking cow didn't understand. 20 minutes of this grotesque fucking beast huffing over the brand name. Her response to me not getting the "right part" despite both of us who are in the same industry explaining it to her lead to her going "maybe if you weren't so obsessed with exercising you would stock the right part". I HAD THE RIGHT FUCKING PART. This delusional butter huffing cow thought that because I was wearing running gear that I didn't put time into managing my inventory. FINALLY the foreman shows up who's the one that's desperate for this, he's at least decent enough not to waste my time. Yet while I'm entering the order with the proper job # to the right account this stupid bitch tries to negotiate on the price. And I'm looking at their purchase history and what do you fucking know? They've purchased this same part in the past and the price I gave them was actually less than what they paid before without question. And then she had the nerve to ask me to put it in as tax exempt. Why? They didn't have their tax # and the part was going into their own equipment. Worst afternoon ever. All because of some stupid fat fuck who wasted everyone's time and patience. I need a drink.