C: What happened?
B: She expected me to take her friend's credit card, and when I told her I legally couldn't do it, she bitched me out and called over my manager screaming that she'd never shop here again!
C: Sounds like a classic entitlement bitch to me.
X: We cannot gold plate poodles.
EB: I will not rest until I have complained to your manager, the president of your company, your mother, your poodle, your best friend and every person in this establishment until I get my way.