Mostly at his attitude towards my fear of balloons. Just because it doesn’t sound like a very common fear, doesn’t make it any less frightening for me.
Like, sorry you have to take three seconds out of your day, because you put balloons - which I told you I am scared of - in front of the only gate to behind the bar, and sorry that means that you’ll only be able to leave 14 minutes and 57 seconds early instead of 15.
Also, sorry that my near crippling fear, that I have had for basically sixteen years, can’t be cured by you telling me not to be silly. Sorry that phobia’s don’t work that way.
Please, be more patronising in the future.