SC: My [company] rewards card wouldn't work at the pump. *badly tries to explain what it was doing/not doing*
Me: May I see your card?
SC: *hands me competitor's card.*
Me: ...was this the card you were using at the pump?
SC: Yes.
Me: Well that's why it didn't work. We're not [competitor.]
SC: ....oh. I just have the worst luck with these cards...
That's not luck lady, that's just being oblivious. The funny part was that she called it the CORRECT name in the first line she said to me. Siiiigh.
Me: That'll be 6.xx.
SC: *hands me 100 dollar bill*
Me: *pops that sucker into the change-maker, realizes there is only one set of tens so buys 5 tens, 8 fives, and a 10$ roll of quarters.* Well this is what you're gettin'.
SC:
Me: Didn't have enough in the drawer so I had to pop it in here.
I could have taken the roll of quarters. Buuuuut I didn't. Too evil for that shit.
CW: And here's your change. (It was about 80 in tens/fives since that's what she had.)
SC: Uhhh...can I have twenties?
CW: We don't keep twenties in the drawers.
SC: That's stupid.
CW: Uuuuhmmm no it isn't.
SC: ... *leaves*
I was leaving.
Me: She'll get you over there.
SC: Why? Are you too good to ring me out?
Me: Yep.
SC: ...oh. Uhm...at least you're honest.
Me: Honesty is the best policy.
SC: I need lottery.
Me: She can do lottery over there.
SC: ...you guys should really have a sign.
Me: We do. Right here. *points*
SC: ...oh. I...I...didn't...I didn't read...I mean...
He spent the rest of the transaction with my CW telling her how he didn't read the sign. No shit Sherlock.
DIAPERS IN THE SANITARY NAPKIN BOXES. ENOUGH SAID. I HATE EVERYONE WHO DOES THAT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
Me: May I see your card?
SC: *hands me competitor's card.*
Me: ...was this the card you were using at the pump?
SC: Yes.
Me: Well that's why it didn't work. We're not [competitor.]
SC: ....oh. I just have the worst luck with these cards...
That's not luck lady, that's just being oblivious. The funny part was that she called it the CORRECT name in the first line she said to me. Siiiigh.
Me: That'll be 6.xx.
SC: *hands me 100 dollar bill*
Me: *pops that sucker into the change-maker, realizes there is only one set of tens so buys 5 tens, 8 fives, and a 10$ roll of quarters.* Well this is what you're gettin'.
SC:

Me: Didn't have enough in the drawer so I had to pop it in here.
I could have taken the roll of quarters. Buuuuut I didn't. Too evil for that shit.

CW: And here's your change. (It was about 80 in tens/fives since that's what she had.)
SC: Uhhh...can I have twenties?
CW: We don't keep twenties in the drawers.
SC: That's stupid.
CW: Uuuuhmmm no it isn't.
SC: ... *leaves*
I was leaving.
Me: She'll get you over there.
SC: Why? Are you too good to ring me out?

Me: Yep.
SC: ...oh. Uhm...at least you're honest.
Me: Honesty is the best policy.
SC: I need lottery.
Me: She can do lottery over there.
SC: ...you guys should really have a sign.
Me: We do. Right here. *points*
SC: ...oh. I...I...didn't...I didn't read...I mean...
He spent the rest of the transaction with my CW telling her how he didn't read the sign. No shit Sherlock.
DIAPERS IN THE SANITARY NAPKIN BOXES. ENOUGH SAID. I HATE EVERYONE WHO DOES THAT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
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