Don't make me crabby

I would love to crawl into the seafood case and get my arm and hand scratched up and bloody just so you can get the damn snow crab cluster that you want. They all look the same, yet you insist on having that one. Not only is it in the very front of the display at the bottom, but in order to even reach it, I have to take about half the display out just to get to it. After I hand the bag with the 2 clusters that you picked out, you nicely say sorry for making it difficult to get to the crab. I say oh it's not a problem. But, it is a problem! It's not like snow crab is a soft, cuddly animal. The legs and claws are very sharp, and I get cuts almost every time that I handle them. Oh, and I doubt you really were sorry because you walked away with exactly what you wanted and I walked away with more cuts on my hands. If some customers could only know what I think about them while I'm helping them with a forced smile on my face. I guess crab handling just makes me crabby.