Misdirected

Today, I worked. And I work in a customer service job. And a man came in with his wife, and he was, ummmmm, disappointed that I didn't have a particular item that he wanted. He felt it was appropriate to yell at and berate me to the point that I went to the bathroom and cried. Because I like my job slightly more than I like being homeless, I did not say anything in response to this man. But I think there is enough anger and hostility in the world without burdening strangers, who have zero responsibility for any of one's problems, with one's anger. It's wrong and it's unkind and it's a real day-ruiner. So. today wasn't so great. Some of them are going to be like that. But please don't yell at the help.