So I was cashering and about fifteen minutes before I leave, this woman came through. Here's how the conversation went:
Me: "Hi!"
Her: "Alright, here's how it is. *slams arm down on belt* Everything behind here is on the same bill, but goes in seperate bags. And let's try not to smash them!"
Me: "..............."
Seriously, did she think I was going to crush her chips with her bottle of Draino, or what? How fucking dumb do these people think we are, seriously? I've been doing this almost two years. I can handle it, honey. Don't speak to me like I'm about five years old.
Me: "Hi!"
Her: "Alright, here's how it is. *slams arm down on belt* Everything behind here is on the same bill, but goes in seperate bags. And let's try not to smash them!"
Me: "..............."
Seriously, did she think I was going to crush her chips with her bottle of Draino, or what? How fucking dumb do these people think we are, seriously? I've been doing this almost two years. I can handle it, honey. Don't speak to me like I'm about five years old.
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