When an entitled customer humiliated me by throwing her drink in my face, she thought I’d just take it. She was wrong.Working at a health food store, I was used to difficult customers, but none like “Miss Pompous.” The moment she walked in, barking her order for carrot juice, I knew trouble was coming. Sure enough, after one sip, she shrieked in disgust and, before I could react, hurled the entire drink at me,

I stood there, drenched and humiliated, as my manager apologized to her and told me to remake the juice. I nearly quit on the spot, but I needed this job for my mom’s medical bills and my sister’s college tuition. So instead, I hatched a plan.Grabbing the biggest, toughest carrot from the fridge,