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You want to throw a bottle at me? Bring it bitch!
I work at a small bakery, that’s located in a kind of Danish Wal-Mart. I work 2 to 3 days a week after school. Usually people are pretty nice and relaxed, but come weekend, come crazy. Today I worked the early Saturday shift, and what a day. It started pretty calm, a bit stressed, but its Saturday so a lot of people want their cake. Anyway 2 thing happened that left me pissed beyond resons.
Numero uno
SC: Angry little man
ME:
ME: (I’m standing at the register, in my normal clothes, and the register has a sign on it that says it’s closed and that you should go to the next register)
SC: (Puts some money in front of me, and looks at me)
ME: Sir im sorry you can’t bu
ME: I’m sorry sir, but your going to have to go to the next register, you can´t use this one.
SC: Well then I´ll just go then
SC: (He keeps standing in front me)
ME: Sir you can´t buy at this register, sorry.
SC: Why not?
ME: This register is closed sorry.
SC: You can´t closed a register, when there’s customers in the store.
ME: yes I can, because I’m off, and I have to count the till.
SC: listen, I’m gonna give you this money, and you’re going to give me a doughnut.
ME: No! (I was tired, angry and I just wanted to go home. Plus I was off, you don´t tell me what to do, when I’m of)
SC: what is your boss´s name?
ME: I don´t know, you’re going to have to the kiosk and ask.
He looked pissed, and walked away. Just so you know, almost right next to me, a girl was a another register, helping a customer. He could have easily walked up to her instead of me.
Numero dos:
a drunk man comes up to my co-worker and gives her some bottles. He wants money for them, but we can´t do that. She says that to him and he starts to yell at her. He calls her all sorts of names. That pisses me off, but it’s not so bad, that I’m allowed to kick him out. Then he yells that he´s going to through the bottles at her. Then I explode. I run up to my co-worker, and tell the man, that I will not accept him talking to my co-worker like that. He then yells at me, and says that he´s going to through the bottles at me. I tell him to leave the store and he picks up one of the bottles and lifts it above his head like he´s going to through it. Then I flip. I yell very loud, that I want him to leave the fucking store now! I Point at the door, and tell him loudly to leave the store. He looks at me and walks away.
The terrible thing here is that both I and my co-worker are 16 years old. And no one came to the rescue when a drunken man threatened us. No one. Not even the manager came up to us, to see if we where okay. That pissed me of more than anything.
Numero uno
SC: Angry little man
ME:
ME: (I’m standing at the register, in my normal clothes, and the register has a sign on it that says it’s closed and that you should go to the next register)
SC: (Puts some money in front of me, and looks at me)
ME: Sir im sorry you can’t bu
ME: I’m sorry sir, but your going to have to go to the next register, you can´t use this one.
SC: Well then I´ll just go then
SC: (He keeps standing in front me)
ME: Sir you can´t buy at this register, sorry.
SC: Why not?
ME: This register is closed sorry.
SC: You can´t closed a register, when there’s customers in the store.
ME: yes I can, because I’m off, and I have to count the till.
SC: listen, I’m gonna give you this money, and you’re going to give me a doughnut.
ME: No! (I was tired, angry and I just wanted to go home. Plus I was off, you don´t tell me what to do, when I’m of)
SC: what is your boss´s name?
ME: I don´t know, you’re going to have to the kiosk and ask.
He looked pissed, and walked away. Just so you know, almost right next to me, a girl was a another register, helping a customer. He could have easily walked up to her instead of me.
Numero dos:
a drunk man comes up to my co-worker and gives her some bottles. He wants money for them, but we can´t do that. She says that to him and he starts to yell at her. He calls her all sorts of names. That pisses me off, but it’s not so bad, that I’m allowed to kick him out. Then he yells that he´s going to through the bottles at her. Then I explode. I run up to my co-worker, and tell the man, that I will not accept him talking to my co-worker like that. He then yells at me, and says that he´s going to through the bottles at me. I tell him to leave the store and he picks up one of the bottles and lifts it above his head like he´s going to through it. Then I flip. I yell very loud, that I want him to leave the fucking store now! I Point at the door, and tell him loudly to leave the store. He looks at me and walks away.
The terrible thing here is that both I and my co-worker are 16 years old. And no one came to the rescue when a drunken man threatened us. No one. Not even the manager came up to us, to see if we where okay. That pissed me of more than anything.
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