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Gather 'round, my friends, and I shall tell you a tale.
This happened a few weeks back at the three-letter grocery store, I was bagging that day instead of cashiering, and it was around 11:30 at night on a Friday. And it was PACKED. Which was a shock in and of itself, because we're usually not that busy on Friday nights. But anyway.
A woman with a WIC order comes through my line. She's smiling and happy and perky, and her baby was actually very cute and giggled a lot, which brightened my night because I was ready to bludgeon something after 8 hours of bagging groceries in a rush.
However, she accidentally grabbed the wrong juice for the program. I offer to go get her the correct juice, which she accepts. The mother in question was patient, friendly, and polite.
The person several people behind her in line was none of those things.
"Oh, come ON! This is bullshit! Can't you move her to another line?!"
Me and the cashier are looking at her like 'Are we gonna have to choke a bitch?'
Even the customer glared at her and went "How rude!" Even some of the other customers were shooting dirty looks at her. I went to go get her the juice, and the woman demands to speak to a manager about a) the lines being long, and b) the fact that we couldn't open up another register to serve that customer so she could be served quicker.
First off, lady, we've been open since 6 AM. I realize we both didn't expect it to be this busy that night, but you could've come in another time. And second, we only have about four people after ten o'clock. One, maybe two people on checkstand, a bagger if we're lucky (who usually returns merchandise to shelves) and a manager. And after midnight, that number goes down to two. (A checker and a manager).
Anyway, I got the juice, the woman was very appreciative and we managed to pull the girl off returns and put her on checkstand to thin out the lines. I personally apologized to her for the SCs behavior and offered to help her to her car, but she declined. As for Bitchface McGee, she complained to a manager and eventually got helped, but I chose to let her bag her own fucking groceries in return for being an anal probe.
Once she left, even the customers were like 'What the fuck was her problem?!'
And now, the lighter side:
On a previous day, I was working checkstand and it was the day of the $100 bills.
EVERYBODY seemed to be paying me in hundreds. It was like a conspiracy. I had to call for change five times in one day. And then I got the Super-Awesome Dude.
He came in to buy some snacks, and his total was $5, give or take. He hands me a twenty, then takes it back and says, "Oh, you're low on cash. Here." and hands me a ten.
Thanks, Super-Awesome Dude.
This happened a few weeks back at the three-letter grocery store, I was bagging that day instead of cashiering, and it was around 11:30 at night on a Friday. And it was PACKED. Which was a shock in and of itself, because we're usually not that busy on Friday nights. But anyway.
A woman with a WIC order comes through my line. She's smiling and happy and perky, and her baby was actually very cute and giggled a lot, which brightened my night because I was ready to bludgeon something after 8 hours of bagging groceries in a rush.
However, she accidentally grabbed the wrong juice for the program. I offer to go get her the correct juice, which she accepts. The mother in question was patient, friendly, and polite.
The person several people behind her in line was none of those things.
"Oh, come ON! This is bullshit! Can't you move her to another line?!"
Me and the cashier are looking at her like 'Are we gonna have to choke a bitch?'
Even the customer glared at her and went "How rude!" Even some of the other customers were shooting dirty looks at her. I went to go get her the juice, and the woman demands to speak to a manager about a) the lines being long, and b) the fact that we couldn't open up another register to serve that customer so she could be served quicker.
First off, lady, we've been open since 6 AM. I realize we both didn't expect it to be this busy that night, but you could've come in another time. And second, we only have about four people after ten o'clock. One, maybe two people on checkstand, a bagger if we're lucky (who usually returns merchandise to shelves) and a manager. And after midnight, that number goes down to two. (A checker and a manager).
Anyway, I got the juice, the woman was very appreciative and we managed to pull the girl off returns and put her on checkstand to thin out the lines. I personally apologized to her for the SCs behavior and offered to help her to her car, but she declined. As for Bitchface McGee, she complained to a manager and eventually got helped, but I chose to let her bag her own fucking groceries in return for being an anal probe.
Once she left, even the customers were like 'What the fuck was her problem?!'
And now, the lighter side:
On a previous day, I was working checkstand and it was the day of the $100 bills.
EVERYBODY seemed to be paying me in hundreds. It was like a conspiracy. I had to call for change five times in one day. And then I got the Super-Awesome Dude.
He came in to buy some snacks, and his total was $5, give or take. He hands me a twenty, then takes it back and says, "Oh, you're low on cash. Here." and hands me a ten.
Thanks, Super-Awesome Dude.
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