In addition to the royal screw job I got at work from SOMEONE, I also had to put up with my first lengthy line of assholes. They're quick stories, not really even worth mention most times, except that I really need to let off some steam. Note that I'm working the express line for my shift.
Encounter 1: Old Man comes into my line and buys just a couple items, but insists on paying part of his total with goddamn pennies. He has a couple pill bottles filled with pennies. I can't say no to this, so I have to stand there and count out the pennies. After spending like 3 minutes counting out the damn things, he's still a couple bucks short. So what does he do? He goes out to some other person he came to the store with, and pays the rest with a credit card!
Meanwhile he's held up the line something bad (after he's done there's like 4-5 people in line). Oh, and to top it off I missed something about the mass of change he paid with: buried in all the pennies were two foreign coins, one from Canada and another from Romania.
I hated missing those.
Encounter 2: Was a pretty short one. Another Old Man came back for a return. Had a receipt.
His complaint? He had gotten Expensive Cheese but had wanted Cheese that's Half the Price. If you've ever gotten those blocks of cheese at the store you know that the cheese is wrapped with the price and UPC printed on the wrapping. There's no mistakenly entering a PLU like with produce. Oh, and did he have the cheese he didn't want? If you really don't know the answer, look at what site this is. My front end supervisor took this guy over to her register on the other end of the store so I don't know if he got his money back or what. Wouldn't surprise me if he did.
Encounter 3: This is more of an annoyance than people being truly sucky. For the last few weeks my wrist has been hurting like hell. Hurting like having to wear a wrist strap and having to lift heavy weights making the pain worse. Yesterday was particularly bad, because the pain had found a way to also inflict itself upon my shoulder. This is also a week my chain decided to put watermelons on sale for like $0.20/lb. Customers constantly come through my line and look at me like they expect me to lift the damn things out of their carts because they can't be bothered to do it themselves. And the strap ain't exactly invisible or hard to spot. MANY of these same customers have to ask about whether I've got carpal tunnel (hope not, I go in to the doc on Tuesday).
Encounter 1: Old Man comes into my line and buys just a couple items, but insists on paying part of his total with goddamn pennies. He has a couple pill bottles filled with pennies. I can't say no to this, so I have to stand there and count out the pennies. After spending like 3 minutes counting out the damn things, he's still a couple bucks short. So what does he do? He goes out to some other person he came to the store with, and pays the rest with a credit card!


Encounter 2: Was a pretty short one. Another Old Man came back for a return. Had a receipt.

Encounter 3: This is more of an annoyance than people being truly sucky. For the last few weeks my wrist has been hurting like hell. Hurting like having to wear a wrist strap and having to lift heavy weights making the pain worse. Yesterday was particularly bad, because the pain had found a way to also inflict itself upon my shoulder. This is also a week my chain decided to put watermelons on sale for like $0.20/lb. Customers constantly come through my line and look at me like they expect me to lift the damn things out of their carts because they can't be bothered to do it themselves. And the strap ain't exactly invisible or hard to spot. MANY of these same customers have to ask about whether I've got carpal tunnel (hope not, I go in to the doc on Tuesday).
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