Old Fossil
I gave the new cashier a lunch break, when I got off the register there was a page for someone to go to the toothpaste aisle. I head over there to help out. There's an old couple in the aisle looking at the denture stuff.
OF: Old Fart
W: Wife
(thoughts/extra)
Me: Three Guesses...
Me: Do you two need any help?
W: Yes, we're looking for...what is it OF?
OF: :mumble: Nepharm :mumble: (not what it's actually called)
W: Yeah, it's for fixing broken fillings
Me: Okay, I'm pretty sure I knew what you're looking for. Just follow me to the end of the aisle
OF: :mumble: You know what it is? How do you pronounce it? Is it nepharm or peharm or ...(the rest was pretty much unintelligible)
Me: I'm not sure how to pronounce it, but I know we had an item like that over here.
(Now currently my store is making the transition from regular Evil Empire to Super Center, so there are a few products we are not carrying. It has been this way since last fall. Also, in HBA [Health and Beauty] quite a few items are getting package changes, so some that had previously been hanging on hooks are now sitting on the shelves or, in this case, vise versa.)
OF: :mumble: Yeah, sure. :mumble:
I looked through the shelve where a product that did what they wanted. It's not there, so I tell them to wait there while I see if it was in a different area of the aisle. It wasn't so I go back over to them. The entire time the OF is bitching about the service he is getting and how stupid I must be. His wife is looking through the items that are hanging up on hooks and finds an item that is similar to what she wants. That sets the OF off.
OF: :mumble: I can't believe this! Those stupid people in pharmacy wouldn't help me and then they page someone who doesn't know anything about the department.
Me: Sir, I'm sorry I couldn't find the product, but your wife has. (Maybe if you had learned to pronounce words instead of grunt like a caveman I might have been able to find what you wanted)
OF: :mumble:Well, I want better service! You should know more!:mumble:
Me: Sir, like I said I'm sorry, now I have to leave. Have a good night.
Cash Register Blowage
Now this isn't about a particular SC. At the Evil Empire we have those great little triangle bag carousels that have two bags on each side. Almost every other person I rang up had the argent need to grab their bag while I was still filling the one next to it. All this did was make it so I had to fight with the carousel because it would swing towards the fucktard trying to get at their bag a few insignificant seconds sooner and us playing a game of twister.
One lady was entertaining. She realized that what she was doing, apologized, and then bantered with her friend who was in line with her.
Cash Register Blowage Part Dos
I had a woman come through with her kids (they were of the same blowage as above). Behind her was another relative who instead of setting her garments on the belt decided to hand me her several items. I have no where to put them as the guy behind them had already loaded his stuff on. So I get to juggle several shirts and pants as I try to ring them up and get the hangers off of them. The woman as the audacity to tap her foot and glare at me for taking too long.
I'm so glad I don't have to go back for a few days.
I gave the new cashier a lunch break, when I got off the register there was a page for someone to go to the toothpaste aisle. I head over there to help out. There's an old couple in the aisle looking at the denture stuff.
OF: Old Fart
W: Wife
(thoughts/extra)
Me: Three Guesses...
Me: Do you two need any help?
W: Yes, we're looking for...what is it OF?
OF: :mumble: Nepharm :mumble: (not what it's actually called)
W: Yeah, it's for fixing broken fillings
Me: Okay, I'm pretty sure I knew what you're looking for. Just follow me to the end of the aisle
OF: :mumble: You know what it is? How do you pronounce it? Is it nepharm or peharm or ...(the rest was pretty much unintelligible)
Me: I'm not sure how to pronounce it, but I know we had an item like that over here.
(Now currently my store is making the transition from regular Evil Empire to Super Center, so there are a few products we are not carrying. It has been this way since last fall. Also, in HBA [Health and Beauty] quite a few items are getting package changes, so some that had previously been hanging on hooks are now sitting on the shelves or, in this case, vise versa.)
OF: :mumble: Yeah, sure. :mumble:
I looked through the shelve where a product that did what they wanted. It's not there, so I tell them to wait there while I see if it was in a different area of the aisle. It wasn't so I go back over to them. The entire time the OF is bitching about the service he is getting and how stupid I must be. His wife is looking through the items that are hanging up on hooks and finds an item that is similar to what she wants. That sets the OF off.
OF: :mumble: I can't believe this! Those stupid people in pharmacy wouldn't help me and then they page someone who doesn't know anything about the department.
Me: Sir, I'm sorry I couldn't find the product, but your wife has. (Maybe if you had learned to pronounce words instead of grunt like a caveman I might have been able to find what you wanted)
OF: :mumble:Well, I want better service! You should know more!:mumble:
Me: Sir, like I said I'm sorry, now I have to leave. Have a good night.
Cash Register Blowage
Now this isn't about a particular SC. At the Evil Empire we have those great little triangle bag carousels that have two bags on each side. Almost every other person I rang up had the argent need to grab their bag while I was still filling the one next to it. All this did was make it so I had to fight with the carousel because it would swing towards the fucktard trying to get at their bag a few insignificant seconds sooner and us playing a game of twister.
One lady was entertaining. She realized that what she was doing, apologized, and then bantered with her friend who was in line with her.
Cash Register Blowage Part Dos
I had a woman come through with her kids (they were of the same blowage as above). Behind her was another relative who instead of setting her garments on the belt decided to hand me her several items. I have no where to put them as the guy behind them had already loaded his stuff on. So I get to juggle several shirts and pants as I try to ring them up and get the hangers off of them. The woman as the audacity to tap her foot and glare at me for taking too long.
I'm so glad I don't have to go back for a few days.
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