

If my contribution counts, then my daughter. That was mostly my wife’s making, though. But I’m pretty damn proud of that.
Aside from that, in my last year of high school I had a composition project for music class. After handing it in, the teacher said it was the single best submission he’s ever received and asked me if he could pull some strings for me to get into a composition program at a fairly prestigious music university. I had other plans so I declined the very generous offer, but last I heard he still uses my composition as an example to his students for what the project is capable of.

I always match a customer’s energy right back at them. I love it when a really rude customer asks where another department is, because we have massive fucking signs you could see from a mile away clearly labeling where every department is. They’re huge, bold, and have lights shining on them. The most obvious signage ever. Anyway, any time a rude customer asks, I always get a little excited to get to say something around the lines of “see the massive brown sign that says “bakery” on it? Yeah, that’s the bakery.” Or “if you’ll turn your head slightly to the left, you’ll notice a huge red sign that says “meat” on it. That’s where you’ll find the meat.”
Of course, if the customer is nice, I’ll always be as helpful as I can be, and skip the attitude. But sometimes it’s fun to do that to the rude customers. Someone else I work with doesn’t even try to help the rude ones, and will just be like “well did you actually look? I saw you come straight over here. I obviously don’t have that. Maybe open your eyes and try to find it yourself instead of relying on someone else to look for you.” Again, only to the rude ones. If they’re nice (or even neutral) there’s no attitude, just a direct answer.