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All the cashiers at my store hate register #5. when the sups tell you you're on 5, you groan and roll your eyes and resign yourself to your fate. most of the poor bastards on 5 end up switching lanes before the end of their shifts. the credit card machine doesn't work properly – for credit transactions, the credit button has to be pushed on the machine itself, instead of just on the cashier's keyboard like the rest of the lanes. most people do not know this, and do not read the huge, vibrant sign we've put up telling them to PUSH CREDIT. so we have to tell each and every credit customer to push the button.
aside from that, the printer likes to spaz out, which is the focus of this story.
okay. Wednesday afternoon, i'm on 6, and an older woman named Cloe is on 5 (poor thing). now, my store is pretty small so most of the cashiers are pretty friendly with each other. Cloe and I are joking about her fortune to be stuck on 5 when she gets a credit customer, has to repeat herself twice when informing the woman of the credit button-pushing necessity. Then the printer stops. it won't print the lady's credit slip, that she HAS to sign for the transaction to be complete and for Cloe's drawer to be on at the end of the day.
so Cloe calls a supervisor. they wrestle with it, and come up with a solution: Cloe now has to go into the Super menu, find the option she wants, and enter a Super password for EVERY. CARD. CUSTOMER. just to get the printer to give her the full receipt.
good lord.
so I didn't work Thursday, but I guess management called in some techs to look at register 5's printer and beat it back into working order. Today (friday) Cloe was on 5 again and I was back on 6. 5 was behaving fine for Cloe, but then she went home and another girl, Cortney came in. (there are a lot of people with oddly spelt names at my store, me included.) Cortney handled the first customer, and all was normal – until she handed the lady her receipt.
Now, our receipts are *supposed* to have this logo at the top:
it's a bit blurry, sorry. but you get the idea, yeah? it's a paper grocery bag with some stuff in it.
but today, 5 decided to act up and start printing THIS one:
“Resting Index Pos”
"It's the end, but the moment has been prepared for..."
tell me that's not creepy. Cortney pretty much freaked out, called a sup over, and they couldn't figure it out so they ended up just closing off the register for the night. me and another of my friends that works there, Emily, asked for devil-receipts just for the novelty of it, and for me to write up a post
All the cashiers at my store hate register #5. when the sups tell you you're on 5, you groan and roll your eyes and resign yourself to your fate. most of the poor bastards on 5 end up switching lanes before the end of their shifts. the credit card machine doesn't work properly – for credit transactions, the credit button has to be pushed on the machine itself, instead of just on the cashier's keyboard like the rest of the lanes. most people do not know this, and do not read the huge, vibrant sign we've put up telling them to PUSH CREDIT. so we have to tell each and every credit customer to push the button.
aside from that, the printer likes to spaz out, which is the focus of this story.
okay. Wednesday afternoon, i'm on 6, and an older woman named Cloe is on 5 (poor thing). now, my store is pretty small so most of the cashiers are pretty friendly with each other. Cloe and I are joking about her fortune to be stuck on 5 when she gets a credit customer, has to repeat herself twice when informing the woman of the credit button-pushing necessity. Then the printer stops. it won't print the lady's credit slip, that she HAS to sign for the transaction to be complete and for Cloe's drawer to be on at the end of the day.
so Cloe calls a supervisor. they wrestle with it, and come up with a solution: Cloe now has to go into the Super menu, find the option she wants, and enter a Super password for EVERY. CARD. CUSTOMER. just to get the printer to give her the full receipt.
good lord.
so I didn't work Thursday, but I guess management called in some techs to look at register 5's printer and beat it back into working order. Today (friday) Cloe was on 5 again and I was back on 6. 5 was behaving fine for Cloe, but then she went home and another girl, Cortney came in. (there are a lot of people with oddly spelt names at my store, me included.) Cortney handled the first customer, and all was normal – until she handed the lady her receipt.
Now, our receipts are *supposed* to have this logo at the top:
it's a bit blurry, sorry. but you get the idea, yeah? it's a paper grocery bag with some stuff in it.
but today, 5 decided to act up and start printing THIS one:
“Resting Index Pos”
"It's the end, but the moment has been prepared for..."
tell me that's not creepy. Cortney pretty much freaked out, called a sup over, and they couldn't figure it out so they ended up just closing off the register for the night. me and another of my friends that works there, Emily, asked for devil-receipts just for the novelty of it, and for me to write up a post
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