Sunday...
I'm cashing through a younger guy, and ask for his club card and air miles card. He gives me a bewildered look and says: Oh, is this S_____y? Am I at S_____y?
I just can't stop myself from being a smarta**, so I look down at my nametag and apron and say: Well, there's the big red S, and right here it says S_____y, so I'm guessing we are at S_____y.
He thought it was pretty funny, but I'm just waiting for the time when I'm being a smarta** and the customer doesn't find my humour and comments to be funny and I get called to the office and torn a new one. The problem is that I've been there so long that I can't help myself - I think of a smart response and 95% of the time it's out of my mouth before I can stop it.
I'm cashing through a younger guy, and ask for his club card and air miles card. He gives me a bewildered look and says: Oh, is this S_____y? Am I at S_____y?
I just can't stop myself from being a smarta**, so I look down at my nametag and apron and say: Well, there's the big red S, and right here it says S_____y, so I'm guessing we are at S_____y.
He thought it was pretty funny, but I'm just waiting for the time when I'm being a smarta** and the customer doesn't find my humour and comments to be funny and I get called to the office and torn a new one. The problem is that I've been there so long that I can't help myself - I think of a smart response and 95% of the time it's out of my mouth before I can stop it.

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