I have been called many things at the checkout: Duck, Pet, Love, My Sweet the the other day (must need a visit to specsavers!) but I am never offended as cearly no offence is meant, often it is simply colloquialism.
But seems these days someone must be offended about everything. What happened to live and let live?
When you think of how many grumpy, disorganised, talking on their phone customers checkout assistants encounter daily anyone who can still serve and be friendly deserves a medal...sad woman......x
The woman's a complete loon, but I did like this comment from her..
// She replied that if I didn’t like it I was free to use a different checkout operator. The checkout operator I chose was one at a completely different and cheaper supermarket. //
I don't like to be called Madam or Cock/Cocka (Northern endearment!!). I've noticed that more people are calling me sweetheart, darling, love etc as I have become older. I don't remember being called these names when I was younger, but I don't mind them at all.