At my store, there are two ladies who are well known for trying to lift stuff from us. They frequent the store at least once a week and LOVE the self-check registers (Gee, I wonder why). Early one Saturday morning, I'm standing at the self-check pay station on the GM side when my phone rings. It's the cashier working the self check on the grocery side. She warns me that said bandits are in the store and will probably come to my side since they know she watches them and probably don't want to mess with her. Another cashier, we'll call her "Jan", comes to give me my break, and I warn her about what I've been told. Sure enough, I come back from break, and she's standing about 18 inches away from one of the registers with a big grin on her face. They're heeere! "Esther" who was working one of the speedy checkouts, has also taken interest in said "customers" and is helping us out. The bandits are not happy. Their method is to pick up those big 22qt tubs and fill them with merchandise, ring up the tubs, and waltz out the door. Or they'll ring something up, bag it, remove the bag, and then turn their back and stuff the thing full with other items. And they don't like being watched. We recieved lots of nice comments. . .
"You don't need to watch me!"
"You can stop lookin' at me now!"
"Whatchyou lookin' at? Bitch. . ."
Ugh. Then they discover that somehow in all their commotion, oh, dear, their bread has somehow gotten smashed and they want Jan to go get them another one, which she quite happily (haha) agrees to do. Bandits are not happy that Esther and I do not accompany Jan on the long, dangerous trip to the bread isle. I really don't like they way they're trying to intimidate me, so I start randomly walking around, collecting returns, etc.
"Hey. Hey WHERE are you goin'? What about mah bread?"
Me: "Oh, she went to go get you some, she'll be right along!" All the time with that big dumb 'happy to wait on you' grin stuck on my face.
While waiting on Jan to return with the bread, they find a reason to walk round behind Esther's register, not speaking directly to her, but making sure she heard their comments about not knowing "What that mofo bitch's problem is". No, they did not say "Mofo". I'm cleaning this up for sake of being on the safe side. They stopped by the pay station and gave me the same lovely name. Apparently, Jan had already been dubbed while I was on break. Jan returns with bread, which I later learned, she simply took a walk and brought them back the loaf that was smashed.
I love Saturdays!
"You don't need to watch me!"
"You can stop lookin' at me now!"
"Whatchyou lookin' at? Bitch. . ."
Ugh. Then they discover that somehow in all their commotion, oh, dear, their bread has somehow gotten smashed and they want Jan to go get them another one, which she quite happily (haha) agrees to do. Bandits are not happy that Esther and I do not accompany Jan on the long, dangerous trip to the bread isle. I really don't like they way they're trying to intimidate me, so I start randomly walking around, collecting returns, etc.
"Hey. Hey WHERE are you goin'? What about mah bread?"
Me: "Oh, she went to go get you some, she'll be right along!" All the time with that big dumb 'happy to wait on you' grin stuck on my face.
While waiting on Jan to return with the bread, they find a reason to walk round behind Esther's register, not speaking directly to her, but making sure she heard their comments about not knowing "What that mofo bitch's problem is". No, they did not say "Mofo". I'm cleaning this up for sake of being on the safe side. They stopped by the pay station and gave me the same lovely name. Apparently, Jan had already been dubbed while I was on break. Jan returns with bread, which I later learned, she simply took a walk and brought them back the loaf that was smashed.
I love Saturdays!
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