So, Girl Reporter did call back and ask to speak with the manager. Good girl.
My manager told me she was crappy and snippy. My ability to correctly judge people's characters over the phone is improving.
I figure that if I have to work retail, I might as well try to better myself, whether it is my palette, my kitchen utensils, or ability to read other people. There are several mental roads you can follow if you work long term retail: grouchy, mean drunk that people are scared to fire; sweet, chatty lady that fudges up transactions but is just so nice; and weirdly intuitive half-psychic clerk. That's what I'm going for. Aiming real high.