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Lady comes in.
Buys XX.xx dollars of gas on a pump with cash and Y.yy for cigarettes on her credit card in the same transaction.
When she comes in again to get the change from the pump I'm on the phone with our support people trying to get the network running smoothly.
She starts yelling at CW and then turns to me.
SC: Excuse me. Excuse me. EX. SCUUUUUUSE. MEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Me: *to the tech guy* Hang on. *puts phone down and stares at her*
SC: You were the girl who waited on me.
Me: Sure.
SC: I got a refund from my gas and SHE is telling me that it went back on the card. THOSE PURCHASES AIN'T GOT NOTHIN TO DO WITH EACH OTHER.
Me: You did not specify that you wanted separate transactions. When you use a card in a transaction regardless of the use of cash in said transaction, the refund will return to the card.
SC: WELL YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT WHEN I WAS IN HERE THE FIRST TIME.
Me: I do not explain to people how their cards work.
SC: FINE. That's just FINE.
She at this point decides to stare at me and I, being a mixture of Sag and Scorpio, stare at her back to the point where she breaks first and has to leave. Because I am one scary bitch of a cashier and you just made a spectacle of yourself.
Me: *picks up the phone* Are you still with me?
Tech: ...uh....yeah...
Diabeetuhs.
There's a guy who will tell you that he wants to make a "business" proposition and then he'll tell you flat out that he has diabetes, he's a man of good standing, he repays all his debts and he needs 20 bucks. If you can't give him 20 bucks then you should give him food. From the store. For free.
Uh. Can we see where this is going? It's called a big frickin' "N" and "O". No freakin' way are you just gonna walk out of this store with free food. Not on my watch anyway. He started telling our manager that "sure she could" when she said she couldn't do that. "You're the MANAGER."
Yeah. Right. Get real.
Jesus, Take the Wheel
Man on Phone: Hey, I ran out of gas and my wife is on the phone and she can read you off her credit card numbers.
Me: Unfortunately we cannot take credit cards over the phone as a security issue.
MOP: Did you just hear that? They can't do it! Well I guess we're just gonna have to trust God on this one! *shoots me a dirty look*
Clean Clean Clean
*cleaning the men's room. There is a "CLOSED" sign outside the door*
SC: *walks in*
Me: I'm sorry sir but I have this bathroom closed for cleaning. There's a sign right outside the door.
SC: *opens the door and stares at the sign then stares at me*
Me: *cleaning*
SC: HOW LONG YOU BE?!
Me: *doesn't even look over* Until it's clean, sir. A few more minutes.
SC: ...HOW MANY MINUTES?!
Me: ...*stares over shoulder* A few. More. Minutes.
SC: *leaves*
Me: *sings* And now it'll be loooooongerrrrrrr!!!
I didn't leave that bathroom for a good 10 minutes after that. Made sure that toilet SPARKLED.
Buys XX.xx dollars of gas on a pump with cash and Y.yy for cigarettes on her credit card in the same transaction.
When she comes in again to get the change from the pump I'm on the phone with our support people trying to get the network running smoothly.
She starts yelling at CW and then turns to me.
SC: Excuse me. Excuse me. EX. SCUUUUUUSE. MEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Me: *to the tech guy* Hang on. *puts phone down and stares at her*
SC: You were the girl who waited on me.
Me: Sure.
SC: I got a refund from my gas and SHE is telling me that it went back on the card. THOSE PURCHASES AIN'T GOT NOTHIN TO DO WITH EACH OTHER.
Me: You did not specify that you wanted separate transactions. When you use a card in a transaction regardless of the use of cash in said transaction, the refund will return to the card.
SC: WELL YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT WHEN I WAS IN HERE THE FIRST TIME.
Me: I do not explain to people how their cards work.
SC: FINE. That's just FINE.
She at this point decides to stare at me and I, being a mixture of Sag and Scorpio, stare at her back to the point where she breaks first and has to leave. Because I am one scary bitch of a cashier and you just made a spectacle of yourself.
Me: *picks up the phone* Are you still with me?
Tech: ...uh....yeah...
Diabeetuhs.
There's a guy who will tell you that he wants to make a "business" proposition and then he'll tell you flat out that he has diabetes, he's a man of good standing, he repays all his debts and he needs 20 bucks. If you can't give him 20 bucks then you should give him food. From the store. For free.
Uh. Can we see where this is going? It's called a big frickin' "N" and "O". No freakin' way are you just gonna walk out of this store with free food. Not on my watch anyway. He started telling our manager that "sure she could" when she said she couldn't do that. "You're the MANAGER."
Yeah. Right. Get real.
Jesus, Take the Wheel
Man on Phone: Hey, I ran out of gas and my wife is on the phone and she can read you off her credit card numbers.
Me: Unfortunately we cannot take credit cards over the phone as a security issue.
MOP: Did you just hear that? They can't do it! Well I guess we're just gonna have to trust God on this one! *shoots me a dirty look*
Clean Clean Clean
*cleaning the men's room. There is a "CLOSED" sign outside the door*
SC: *walks in*
Me: I'm sorry sir but I have this bathroom closed for cleaning. There's a sign right outside the door.
SC: *opens the door and stares at the sign then stares at me*
Me: *cleaning*
SC: HOW LONG YOU BE?!
Me: *doesn't even look over* Until it's clean, sir. A few more minutes.
SC: ...HOW MANY MINUTES?!
Me: ...*stares over shoulder* A few. More. Minutes.
SC: *leaves*
Me: *sings* And now it'll be loooooongerrrrrrr!!!
I didn't leave that bathroom for a good 10 minutes after that. Made sure that toilet SPARKLED.
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