As you may or may not know, I'm working at "FreshBasket" supermarket as a cashier. Occasionally, when the store is slow, I will be told to close my lane down and go bag groceries on a different register for a different cashier. I was doing that this afternoon, at a register 10 registers away from where I was stationed. (I was logged into register 6, got told to bag on register 16.)
Guy (who I will SF for "smashed face") had put a bunch of sundae things down on my cashier's register (whipped cream, ice cream, sprinkles, pineapple, etc) and had wandered off. SF came back about 3 minutes after the cashier had rang in his stuff, carrying another large tub of ice cream, saying "sorry sorry I got the wrong flavor than she wanted." He paid and left, getting about 5 feet away.
When suddenly!
A wild security dude appeared!
Security dude used tackle!
It's super effective!
SF goes down like a ton of bricks! A dogpile of 5 of the other male managers surround him and pile on top of him while SF gets his face smashed in. Blood all over the nice clean tiles. SF starts screaming "LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME MOTHER FUCKER! I JUST PAID $25 FOR MY FUCKING GROCERIES! LET ME GO! I DIDN'T DO NOTHING! CALL 911 THIS IS BRUTALITY! IMMA SUE!"
(While he was laying there on the floor screaming, this comic kept repeating in my head.)
Long story short, police come, SF gets a pair of shiny bracelets and a trip to the Greybar Hotel.
Lest you think his treatment was excessive, know this: SF has been stealing from the store for months. He was caught today with 7 boxes of a cold medicine containing an ingredient used in meth making down his shorts. Seeing as he was caught in a manner very similar to today's episode just last week...you would think SF would learn....
Paper Towels Are Not Food
i had to explain that to a guy roughly my age, who seemed genuinely shocked that you could not use food stamps to buy paper towels with. He wasn't sucky about it, just....
Bonus Hypocrisy
Dear Lil Miss "I Fucking Hate This Place", aka Grocery Wench who had been called up to bag while the whole SF aftermath was being cleaned up:
If a customer/coworker comes up to me and makes a comment that I look tired and unwell, and that I explain to them "I am not feeling well", you shouldn't feel the need to lecture me on telling me that I shouldn't say I'm feeling sick to customers.
If you are going to do that, then don't start gossiping to nearly every other customer in my line about the pool of blood on the tiles, when those customers hadn't even asked and hadn't even seen, because my register was on the other end of the store.
All of my hate,
Ralerin
Guy (who I will SF for "smashed face") had put a bunch of sundae things down on my cashier's register (whipped cream, ice cream, sprinkles, pineapple, etc) and had wandered off. SF came back about 3 minutes after the cashier had rang in his stuff, carrying another large tub of ice cream, saying "sorry sorry I got the wrong flavor than she wanted." He paid and left, getting about 5 feet away.
When suddenly!
A wild security dude appeared!
Security dude used tackle!
It's super effective!
SF goes down like a ton of bricks! A dogpile of 5 of the other male managers surround him and pile on top of him while SF gets his face smashed in. Blood all over the nice clean tiles. SF starts screaming "LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME MOTHER FUCKER! I JUST PAID $25 FOR MY FUCKING GROCERIES! LET ME GO! I DIDN'T DO NOTHING! CALL 911 THIS IS BRUTALITY! IMMA SUE!"
(While he was laying there on the floor screaming, this comic kept repeating in my head.)
Long story short, police come, SF gets a pair of shiny bracelets and a trip to the Greybar Hotel.
Lest you think his treatment was excessive, know this: SF has been stealing from the store for months. He was caught today with 7 boxes of a cold medicine containing an ingredient used in meth making down his shorts. Seeing as he was caught in a manner very similar to today's episode just last week...you would think SF would learn....
Paper Towels Are Not Food
i had to explain that to a guy roughly my age, who seemed genuinely shocked that you could not use food stamps to buy paper towels with. He wasn't sucky about it, just....

Bonus Hypocrisy
Dear Lil Miss "I Fucking Hate This Place", aka Grocery Wench who had been called up to bag while the whole SF aftermath was being cleaned up:
If a customer/coworker comes up to me and makes a comment that I look tired and unwell, and that I explain to them "I am not feeling well", you shouldn't feel the need to lecture me on telling me that I shouldn't say I'm feeling sick to customers.
If you are going to do that, then don't start gossiping to nearly every other customer in my line about the pool of blood on the tiles, when those customers hadn't even asked and hadn't even seen, because my register was on the other end of the store.
All of my hate,
Ralerin
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