"Pet" Names that really piss me off

I do believe working in retail has morphed me in to, if possible, an even bigger asshole than I was before. I have this beautiful Sunday off, and all I can think about are the instances in my week that brought me the most irritation and/or urge to punch someone...which would be the instances some stranger called me by some "pet" name in an effort to be friendly. Normally I do not mind pet names so much, but when people I am helping or being helped by start referring to me with some term of affection, my fists clench. Oh yeah, and when a guy I haven't even agreed to go out on one date with yet starts calling me "babe", I get fucking pissed. But the few people reading this blog already know about that. I know it's meant to be friendly but it just comes off as either creepy or kind of patronizing. Examples:

"Love"-One fine morning I took a short break from the bakery and meandered over to Holiday to buy some Diet Coke and a rainbow colored selection of Vault drinks for the Hacksaw to consume. He has a serious caffeine addiction, the Hacksaw. Very easygoing most of the time, but leave him stranded without his supply of caffeinated sodas, and he starts waxing poetic about the positive points of mass murder. Anyways, the girl behind the counter was brand new, and it's probably because of that fact that she was the most friendly and talkative person working there. I bring up my cokes, say hello, smile, and she responds with: "Is this gonna do it for you today love?"
Smile becomes strained. "Um, yep, this is it."
"Alright love, that'll be 4 dollars and 32 cents."
Smile falls off my face completely. "Here's a 5..."
"And that's 68 cents comin' your way love."
Eyebrow beginning to twitch. "Great thanks BYE"
Yes, I know it's a small thing. This is why I decided to write about it in my fucking blog. Don't call me "love". I DON'T KNOW YOU. YOU DON'T KNOW ME. You can be cordial without the annoying term of affection. Why do it? I don't get it. You don't know the person you're calling "love", so it can't be sincere. Is it some kind of customer service defense mechanism? Avoid conflict by bombarding customers with "love" and "honey" in every single sentence that you utter to them, hoping that this will cause them to ignore the complete lack of sincerity and interest in their problem? Or lull the lonely ones in to thinking that they've actually got someone out there who cares about their well being, when in fact you couldn't give less of a shit about who they are. Good lord, I've become bitter. Moving on.

"Friend"-What the fuck. This pissed me off. To be fair it may not have helped that I was already annoyed by a myriad of other things going on at the bakery that morning (Oops! Someone forgot to put an order in for 8:00 that morning! WHOOPS! Someone forgot to mention to a customer that this cake comes frozen! OOPS!), so by the time this lady came in I was ready to start throwing things. This is how the brief interaction went:
Me: "Good morning! How are you?"
Her: "Well I'm gonna need about a dozen items, friend."
Me: (Friend?! Huh?) "Sure, what can I get you?"
Her: "Well give me some time to think, friend."
Me: "Okay, let me know when you're ready or if you have any questions." (Bitch. The fuck?!)
Her: "Okay, thanks friend."
I'm sorry, but there is a way to tell me you need some time to think in a less condescending manner. Yes I know it's not THAT bad, but really I prefer the open hostility some customers bring to the counter.  They're pissed, or they don't like you, or they think you're worth as much as the dog shit currently sitting on their lawn AND THEY LET YOU KNOW IT.  I was getting the same vibe from this woman but she decided to disguise it with the false term of affection. "Friend." Fuck off, you know I'm not your friend. It made me miss the woman who regularly snaps at me, "Okay, now why don't you find someone who actually knows what they're talking about?"
Thus ends my stupid rant. Now I'm off to go shopping with B, who took my shopping needs from "jeans and a sweatshirt" to "Jeans, Hoodie, Cardigan, Boots, Black Socks, Sweater". Ohhhhh...help.