I have this one guy who seems to bring up a new issue every day. Yesterday, it was complaining because some of our stores are BP franchises while others are Shell franchises, and how this is inconvenient for him to use his new BP card.
So, today, his issue was with two odd pennies on his total. He got a bottle of orange juice and two coffee refills, and the total came to $3.02. He paid with a $5 bill. Had he not said anything, I would have just given him his exact change. So, he starts in asking if he can just get two pennies from his car and bring in the change.
"Okay, whatever floats your boat," so I give him $2 and wait for him to move out of the way so I can take the next customer.
He goes on, "Yeah, my buddy at West Market always has pennies ready for me. (Insert more prattling which I virtually ignore)"
Shrugging indifferently, "Okay, I'm happy for you."
"I swear I'll bring it right back," in this annoying I-promise-I-really-really-promise tone. I just shrug it off and move on with the next customer, making a nonchalant comment about how some customers are just more of a headache than they're worth.
He comes back in a moment later, and hands me four pennies, "I got you two pennies, and a couple more for later."
I respond, "You're ahead of the game now. At least you know where you can get more pennies if these aren't still waiting on you next time." As I say that, I'm thinking to myself Does there really have to be a next time? Can't you just go elsewhere?
So, today, his issue was with two odd pennies on his total. He got a bottle of orange juice and two coffee refills, and the total came to $3.02. He paid with a $5 bill. Had he not said anything, I would have just given him his exact change. So, he starts in asking if he can just get two pennies from his car and bring in the change.
"Okay, whatever floats your boat," so I give him $2 and wait for him to move out of the way so I can take the next customer.
He goes on, "Yeah, my buddy at West Market always has pennies ready for me. (Insert more prattling which I virtually ignore)"
Shrugging indifferently, "Okay, I'm happy for you."
"I swear I'll bring it right back," in this annoying I-promise-I-really-really-promise tone. I just shrug it off and move on with the next customer, making a nonchalant comment about how some customers are just more of a headache than they're worth.
He comes back in a moment later, and hands me four pennies, "I got you two pennies, and a couple more for later."
I respond, "You're ahead of the game now. At least you know where you can get more pennies if these aren't still waiting on you next time." As I say that, I'm thinking to myself Does there really have to be a next time? Can't you just go elsewhere?
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