At my Freshbasket, as with most places, the pinpad attached to the register has to be set up slightly differently for credit,mdebit and EBT transactions. Debit and EBT transactions are handled directly by the customers; credit cards are given to the cashiers to check for ID and then slid.
I had just finished ringing out someone (call him Al, don't know his real name but he looked like an Al) and he was waiting for a pack of cigarettes that my bagger (Billy) had gone to fetch. Behind him was a confused looking older gentleman (Gerry) with an EBT card. Al let Gerry go on before him, since Gerry only had one item. Gerry put in his EBT card and slid it while Billy came back. Since Al had previously told me he wanted to pay by card for the cigs, I asked him how he wanted to pay, credit or debit. He told me debit, which is fair enough.
Gerry throws his EBT card down onto the belt just before he entered his pin number. "This ain't no Debit card!"
"Yes, sorry sir, she was talking to me."
"But this ain't no debit card, she won't let me pay for my drink!"
"
Erm, yes I am? You only need to put in your pin number."
"But this ain't no debit card!"
"Yes, sir, I know. You're all set, you need to just put in your pin."
Gerry grabs the drink. "I need to go somewhere where they'll let me pay! This ain't no debit card!"
Billy, Al and I say in unision "But you're all set, just need to put in your pin number and you'll be done!"
Gerry walks off with the drink, to the other side of the store, in order to pay for the drink. I stood there and scratched my head for a good 5 minutes, because I couldn't process it. Still can't.
I had just finished ringing out someone (call him Al, don't know his real name but he looked like an Al) and he was waiting for a pack of cigarettes that my bagger (Billy) had gone to fetch. Behind him was a confused looking older gentleman (Gerry) with an EBT card. Al let Gerry go on before him, since Gerry only had one item. Gerry put in his EBT card and slid it while Billy came back. Since Al had previously told me he wanted to pay by card for the cigs, I asked him how he wanted to pay, credit or debit. He told me debit, which is fair enough.
Gerry throws his EBT card down onto the belt just before he entered his pin number. "This ain't no Debit card!"
"Yes, sorry sir, she was talking to me."
"But this ain't no debit card, she won't let me pay for my drink!"
"

"But this ain't no debit card!"
"Yes, sir, I know. You're all set, you need to just put in your pin."
Gerry grabs the drink. "I need to go somewhere where they'll let me pay! This ain't no debit card!"
Billy, Al and I say in unision "But you're all set, just need to put in your pin number and you'll be done!"
Gerry walks off with the drink, to the other side of the store, in order to pay for the drink. I stood there and scratched my head for a good 5 minutes, because I couldn't process it. Still can't.

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