I got three small stories to share with you today. One happened to me and two of them I overheard.
So our cooler at work broke over the weekend and is currently at a toasty 47 degrees Farenheit. All of the milk and eggs and cheese and other things like that that have to be kept cold have gone rancid. The beer and sodas are warm, but people don't really care judging by the amount of beer we still sell on Sundays. Anywho, the managers stuck a gigantic sign on the door, taking up four 8 1/2x11 pieces of paper that says "DO NOT BUY COOLER IS DOWN SORRY
". (Yeah, they put the smiley face in).
Woman comes up to my register today with a bunch of other things and a gallon of 2% milk.
"I wouldn't buy that milk," my manager said as she passed by (this is after I had pulled the dunderhead move of selling it to her because I forgot about the bloody sign
)
"But it's cold!" said the woman.
"The cooler broke down over the weekend so all the milk is spoiled. Smell it," said the manager, so the customer did. Even from across the counter I could smell it. I ended up having to process the return. After all was done, she said to me, "You should've put up a sign."
"You didn't see the gigantic sign?" I questioned.
"No...*sigh* I'm sorry...I was on a milk mission."
There was another customer who was throwing a fit because she couldn't buy half and half in the aisle and my manager dealt with her. Sorry babes, I'm not up to giving you e-coli or salmonella or anything. Besides, our milk is damn expensive, you're better off going to the local superette, you'll pay less.
And this one I overheard last night. Dumbass younger middle aged guy (in his 30's) answers cellphone in the middle of my sale so I slow myself down a touch to drag out and eavesdrop.
"Yeah, I have just had the worst sushi meal ever. Oh yeah...yeah? The sushi was old, it was starting to smell spoiled so I called the guy over and...what? Oh no, he looked at the sushi and said, 'yeah, that's pretty old, right?' And I said, 'You had the audacity to serve this to me?'" (Guy wanders off since I'm done with his sale but stays somewhat near the registers so I can ring out his buddy and still semi listen). "I took a bite of the nishi roll and it tasted terrible...oh yeah...no, I returned it...what? Oh the restaurant was Tokyo Best at Blah blah Street, don't go there..."
And then he and buddy wandered off.
So our cooler at work broke over the weekend and is currently at a toasty 47 degrees Farenheit. All of the milk and eggs and cheese and other things like that that have to be kept cold have gone rancid. The beer and sodas are warm, but people don't really care judging by the amount of beer we still sell on Sundays. Anywho, the managers stuck a gigantic sign on the door, taking up four 8 1/2x11 pieces of paper that says "DO NOT BUY COOLER IS DOWN SORRY

Woman comes up to my register today with a bunch of other things and a gallon of 2% milk.
"I wouldn't buy that milk," my manager said as she passed by (this is after I had pulled the dunderhead move of selling it to her because I forgot about the bloody sign

"But it's cold!" said the woman.
"The cooler broke down over the weekend so all the milk is spoiled. Smell it," said the manager, so the customer did. Even from across the counter I could smell it. I ended up having to process the return. After all was done, she said to me, "You should've put up a sign."
"You didn't see the gigantic sign?" I questioned.
"No...*sigh* I'm sorry...I was on a milk mission."
There was another customer who was throwing a fit because she couldn't buy half and half in the aisle and my manager dealt with her. Sorry babes, I'm not up to giving you e-coli or salmonella or anything. Besides, our milk is damn expensive, you're better off going to the local superette, you'll pay less.
And this one I overheard last night. Dumbass younger middle aged guy (in his 30's) answers cellphone in the middle of my sale so I slow myself down a touch to drag out and eavesdrop.

"Yeah, I have just had the worst sushi meal ever. Oh yeah...yeah? The sushi was old, it was starting to smell spoiled so I called the guy over and...what? Oh no, he looked at the sushi and said, 'yeah, that's pretty old, right?' And I said, 'You had the audacity to serve this to me?'" (Guy wanders off since I'm done with his sale but stays somewhat near the registers so I can ring out his buddy and still semi listen). "I took a bite of the nishi roll and it tasted terrible...oh yeah...no, I returned it...what? Oh the restaurant was Tokyo Best at Blah blah Street, don't go there..."
And then he and buddy wandered off.
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