Or I might not make it through my 90-day probation.
SC: You Know Who
Me: Increasingly psychotic cashier
AC: Assistant cashier (who is packing SC's groceries)
So SC comes up to my register and while I am ringing up her stuff, she goes on about how she only has $100 on her and she left her card in her car but she has $10 on her loyalty card. She keeps going on about this. And on and on and on.
So as I'm getting to the end of her groceries, she's keeping an increasingly eagle eye on the total. Her last item is a giant bag of cherries.
Cherries are expensive.
It brings her total past what she can afford.
Now she goes into a fuss about what to leave behind.
How about the cherries.
Ok, I void out the cherries.
Oh wait, now her total is REALLY far down so maybe she can have some cherries after all?
I weigh in a small amount of cherries in a small produce bag.
Oh, look, she can probably afford a few MORE cherries ...
Me:


By this point I am so frazzled I'm about to void out this second bag of cherries when AC pipes up and says, "No, no, just put a few more cherries in another bag."
Ah. Right.
I do so and this brings total -- and her collection of cherries -- up to an acceptable level.
She beams at me. "Ah, she knew what to do." *motioning to AC* "Are you new?"
Me: "Yes." (A nice monosyllabic word fired out like a bullet)
We finally get her rung up and she departs.
At this point AC tells me she has had this same customer a few times and she now attempts to get somebody else -- anybody -- to ring her out, because she's a PITA Every. Single. Time.
Not only does she not help to bag her own groceries (well, a lot of people don't) but she won't even put the bags in her buggy. She stands there and stares at the cashier. (Fine, I will put your bags in the buggy IF I have not moved on to another customer. If I have, you can stand there and stare till the the cows come home.) AC says she is as stone-cold with this woman as she can manage without risking an accusation of rudeness, which sounds eminently sensible to me.
Thank Bastet there was nobody behind her.
SC: You Know Who
Me: Increasingly psychotic cashier
AC: Assistant cashier (who is packing SC's groceries)
So SC comes up to my register and while I am ringing up her stuff, she goes on about how she only has $100 on her and she left her card in her car but she has $10 on her loyalty card. She keeps going on about this. And on and on and on.
So as I'm getting to the end of her groceries, she's keeping an increasingly eagle eye on the total. Her last item is a giant bag of cherries.
Cherries are expensive.
It brings her total past what she can afford.
Now she goes into a fuss about what to leave behind.
How about the cherries.
Ok, I void out the cherries.
Oh wait, now her total is REALLY far down so maybe she can have some cherries after all?
I weigh in a small amount of cherries in a small produce bag.
Oh, look, she can probably afford a few MORE cherries ...
Me:



By this point I am so frazzled I'm about to void out this second bag of cherries when AC pipes up and says, "No, no, just put a few more cherries in another bag."
Ah. Right.
I do so and this brings total -- and her collection of cherries -- up to an acceptable level.
She beams at me. "Ah, she knew what to do." *motioning to AC* "Are you new?"
Me: "Yes." (A nice monosyllabic word fired out like a bullet)
We finally get her rung up and she departs.
At this point AC tells me she has had this same customer a few times and she now attempts to get somebody else -- anybody -- to ring her out, because she's a PITA Every. Single. Time.
Not only does she not help to bag her own groceries (well, a lot of people don't) but she won't even put the bags in her buggy. She stands there and stares at the cashier. (Fine, I will put your bags in the buggy IF I have not moved on to another customer. If I have, you can stand there and stare till the the cows come home.) AC says she is as stone-cold with this woman as she can manage without risking an accusation of rudeness, which sounds eminently sensible to me.
Thank Bastet there was nobody behind her.
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