I don't think I could bring myself to ever work in retail again. Or anything related to working directly with actual customers/the public. Or selling stuff. It's bad enough in my early IT days dealing with "users" of said companies. But dealing with general members of the public is just not something I want to waste my life on.
Tell me about it, I picked up a fare in Grays Inn Road once, who asked for Thornhill Crescent, I approached from Matilda Street, toward Thornhill Square, and Thornhill Crescent is at the far side of the square, which you can turn left or right into.
I said, “Left or right?” as I got to the square, he said, “You’re the driver.”
I said, “Yes, but I don’t live in your house”, I wanted to add ‘you blank’, but I didn’t.