This one actually happened a couple of weeks ago, but this is the first time I've been here in a while.
It's rush hour at the convenience store on a Friday evening. Both registers have lines several customers deep. One of the newer clerks is running the other register, so my attention is basically divided between both lines as I try to keep him going. On a side note, this guy has no ambition to take initiative, and such laziness grates on my nerves. No matter how many times I explain something to him, he still yells for help over what should be common sense. Anyway, it's also grocery day, so my irritation level is fairly high because I'd rather be stocking shelves, coolers and cleaning than dealing with customers at the register. I know that if I don't get groceries put away before I leave, they may well still be sitting there until I return to work Sunday morning. The only exception will be if the manager does Saturday morning paperwork rather than the assistant. So, I'm playing beat the clock.
A woman in the other line tells my coworker she wants her change in all ones. The change was $15-something. He gave me a blank look of uncertainty, so I knew he only had a small handful of ones. I told him to just do what he thought he could manage. He gave her five ones and a ten. She blurted out that it wasn't good enough.
My line was full already. She looked over at me. I told her don't bother because I don't have it, and I'm also not letting her butt into my line just to make change.
She started whining, "What am I supposed to do?"
I just shrugged indifferently, and kept ringing my customers up.
She continued whining about how unacceptable it was because she "needed all ones."
My response was that we're not the bank-o-matic, and that she should be glad she got a few extra ones at all. Furthermore, the rotten attitude cost her any snowball's chance in hell of getting extra ones unless she's willing to wait in line to make another purchase.
You see, I've been at my job long enough now that I pretty much don't give a damn about malcontent sucktomers. They simply don't phase me. In the end, she realized it was a losing battle, so she stomped off to pout about not getting her way. Meanwhile, the customers in my line laughed with me about her stupidity, and I closed my line to do other things when the customer tide finally ended.
It's rush hour at the convenience store on a Friday evening. Both registers have lines several customers deep. One of the newer clerks is running the other register, so my attention is basically divided between both lines as I try to keep him going. On a side note, this guy has no ambition to take initiative, and such laziness grates on my nerves. No matter how many times I explain something to him, he still yells for help over what should be common sense. Anyway, it's also grocery day, so my irritation level is fairly high because I'd rather be stocking shelves, coolers and cleaning than dealing with customers at the register. I know that if I don't get groceries put away before I leave, they may well still be sitting there until I return to work Sunday morning. The only exception will be if the manager does Saturday morning paperwork rather than the assistant. So, I'm playing beat the clock.
A woman in the other line tells my coworker she wants her change in all ones. The change was $15-something. He gave me a blank look of uncertainty, so I knew he only had a small handful of ones. I told him to just do what he thought he could manage. He gave her five ones and a ten. She blurted out that it wasn't good enough.
My line was full already. She looked over at me. I told her don't bother because I don't have it, and I'm also not letting her butt into my line just to make change.
She started whining, "What am I supposed to do?"
I just shrugged indifferently, and kept ringing my customers up.
She continued whining about how unacceptable it was because she "needed all ones."
My response was that we're not the bank-o-matic, and that she should be glad she got a few extra ones at all. Furthermore, the rotten attitude cost her any snowball's chance in hell of getting extra ones unless she's willing to wait in line to make another purchase.
You see, I've been at my job long enough now that I pretty much don't give a damn about malcontent sucktomers. They simply don't phase me. In the end, she realized it was a losing battle, so she stomped off to pout about not getting her way. Meanwhile, the customers in my line laughed with me about her stupidity, and I closed my line to do other things when the customer tide finally ended.
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