Friday night, grocery store, out of 13 registers only 6 are open due to wonderful coworkers calling in for stupid reasons (I HAVE to go to school's football game tonight, I'm a cheerleader!), 2 sackers and lines you wouldn't believe! A lady walks up to register 5 --- no employee there, no light on --- throws groceries on belt and yells "there is no close sign, open up, I"m checking out here!" I love my manager last night. He just looked at her, shook his head, said "no, it's not open" and walked away, leaving her there to put her own groceries back in cart and go to the end of a line.
I'm in back room with a drawer singing his praises and laughing my butt off.
I'm in back room with a drawer singing his praises and laughing my butt off.

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