Color Me Jaded

I don't know if it's because I have been working in customer service for so long, I just have an over active imagination combined with my quick and blatant judgements or if I am just a down right monster but I have been categorizing customers into various fields of my imagination and then sketching them down to their most simplified version.

This will most likely be an ongoing thing but for now, here are the first three.

1. Intergalactic Diabetes: The customer who makes you think to your self "Does it really make a difference at this point...?" Most commonly a woman between the ages of 35-55 and generally traveling alone. You want to feel sorry for her because she seems sad but you also want to tell her, just go for it. It's too late to turn back now.

 
2. The Tube of Exploded Biscuits: This is the type of customer who is very aggressive about what they want because they know you're staring at their stack of chins and making (correct) assumptions. The TOEB is generally the early stages of becoming Intergalactic Diabetes. They usually dress for the body type they wish they had and want other people to think they have. While fooling no one...

 3. Siamese Indie Kids: This is my new favorite type, the hipster couple. They are the type that are always side by side because they are convinced that together they are very interesting but when separated they are dull and predictable. The "you complete me" syndrome. However, they are wrong. Together or separate they are always bland and just like the hipster couple before them. The guy seems to feel the need to try and impress (or possibly intimidate?) by dropping various facts about himself and his lifestyle that he knows other hipsters would immediately attempt to one-up with something even more obscure and possibly non existent. But it's me and I don't give a shit. Then there is the girl, she never seems to have much to say but just stares at the boy. Probably thinking "he is so interesting....everyone is probably so jealous of me"