So, a customer comes in and wants a pack of ciggerretes.
SC: *plops large bag on counter. Its filled with pennies* I swear there is 5 dollars here.
ME: Ok. *puts cigs to side. Starts counting the pennies*
SC: ...what are you doing?
ME: Counting the pennies.
SC: Your going to count them!? I never heard of that! No-one ever done that. They just take it.
ME: Ok. Too many years of people lying jaded me. I'm counting.
SC: That's bullshit! Your going to make me wait!? You think I'm going to cheat you pennies?!
ME: I've had people cheat me product. Its not a big deal to wait.
SC: I've COUNTED THEM! TWICE!
ME: Ok. Fine. You distracting me is going to take it longer.
(Another customer waiting to do bottle returns chips in) Hey man, he just doing his job!
SC: NO one has EVER DONE THIS!. I'm trying to help my neighbor, a OLD MAN mind you, and he thinks I'm going to lie about all these! You can feel the weight man! Its FIVE dollars!
ME: And nobody honest ever complained about me counting their pennies.
Ad hoc, ad hoc, ad hoc, complain, bitch complain bitch. I finally finish counting his pennies.
He was short.
Fifty cents.
He groans, pisses, and throws two quarters at me, grabs his cigs and charges out. Comes back momentary later, and grabs a bag of 1.29 chips. Pays with a ten.
I tell him thank you and have a good day. He just goes whatever.
The strange and funny thing is, the lady doing the bottle returns had more then the limit we have. I took them all for waiting, and for trying to defend me. She wanted to get two two-liters of soda (and something else I can't remember), and had a bag of pennies.
Lady: I know your have to count them, but there really is just 2 dollars.
I indeed counted them, she didnt complained and even made minor small talk. Guess what she had? Exactly 2 dollars. Mind you I've never had a problem with this bottle returner, and once she made small talk with me outside in the freezing cold while the store was tempory closed when the cleaners were cleaning.
SC: *plops large bag on counter. Its filled with pennies* I swear there is 5 dollars here.
ME: Ok. *puts cigs to side. Starts counting the pennies*
SC: ...what are you doing?
ME: Counting the pennies.
SC: Your going to count them!? I never heard of that! No-one ever done that. They just take it.
ME: Ok. Too many years of people lying jaded me. I'm counting.
SC: That's bullshit! Your going to make me wait!? You think I'm going to cheat you pennies?!
ME: I've had people cheat me product. Its not a big deal to wait.
SC: I've COUNTED THEM! TWICE!
ME: Ok. Fine. You distracting me is going to take it longer.
(Another customer waiting to do bottle returns chips in) Hey man, he just doing his job!
SC: NO one has EVER DONE THIS!. I'm trying to help my neighbor, a OLD MAN mind you, and he thinks I'm going to lie about all these! You can feel the weight man! Its FIVE dollars!
ME: And nobody honest ever complained about me counting their pennies.
Ad hoc, ad hoc, ad hoc, complain, bitch complain bitch. I finally finish counting his pennies.
He was short.
Fifty cents.
He groans, pisses, and throws two quarters at me, grabs his cigs and charges out. Comes back momentary later, and grabs a bag of 1.29 chips. Pays with a ten.
I tell him thank you and have a good day. He just goes whatever.
The strange and funny thing is, the lady doing the bottle returns had more then the limit we have. I took them all for waiting, and for trying to defend me. She wanted to get two two-liters of soda (and something else I can't remember), and had a bag of pennies.
Lady: I know your have to count them, but there really is just 2 dollars.
I indeed counted them, she didnt complained and even made minor small talk. Guess what she had? Exactly 2 dollars. Mind you I've never had a problem with this bottle returner, and once she made small talk with me outside in the freezing cold while the store was tempory closed when the cleaners were cleaning.
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