....so go the grocery days of our lives.
Heh. Well, what I mean by that is some stories from today and a few days ago have a soap-opera esque type to them. At least one of them does. And I'll save that for last.
First, let me regail you with the tale of....
The Tahini Lady
Yesterday I was working as a bagger, and one of my fellow check-mongers flags me down and asks, 'Hey, can you go see if we have any Tahini?' Thanks to an episode of The Simpsons, I know Tahini is a type of sauce/paste. (Ain't TV grand?)
So, I skip off to the deli, thinking it would be near the hummus, but nothing was there. I go back to say to the lady I couldn't find it. "Well, where did you look?"
"The deli."
"....I remember seeing it by the peanut butter, I think." This time, a different bagger (K, sweetest girl you will ever meet in your life, happy as a clam) goes with her to try and find it. Nothing.
She comes over to the service desk and asks to speak to a manager. The manager says, "Well, I can page the grocery manager and see if he knows." And then....she says what literally made my brain screech to a halt.
"Don't you have a computer you can type into to see if you have it?"
.....buh? What is this magical computer o' grocery items? Do other stores have it? Do you have to send in 10,000 cereal box tops to get one? Does not compute. The manager (and I can see she's just as flabbergasted as I am) "Uh....no, ma'am, we don't have that."
Lady gets angry. "Well, why not?? I just want some tahini!"
Manager pages grocery manager. While we're waiting, I, being the helpful sort, ask, "Ma'am, did you check Central Market? They might have it." (Central Market is a sister company of my store. Organic, imports, and the like.)
She turns to me and goes, "I shouldn't HAVE to go to Central Market. I've been shopping at this HEB for years! You should have what I want!"
....and yet this is the first time any of us have seen you in here, and the manager you're speaking to has worked here five years. But I digress.
Grocery manager comes by, and I had to go back to my duties at that point, but I kept sneaking glances at them. I can tell that he's trying to reason with her when she still can't grasp the fact that we might not have the item she wants, and she's STILL going on about why we should have the magical computer o' grocery items!
Me and K were hard-pressed to keep our mouths shut about her until she was out of the store, which took a while. By the time she finally left, it was time for me to go home.
I mean....it's just sauce! I've never had it, maybe it's good enough to harass people for, but....seriously?
HEB - We Know Drama
I am working the express checkstand. (This is how a lot of my stories begin, I've found.) Two women come through buying assorted frozen items, as well as candy and soda. They take out a Lonestar card. And oddly enough, this story is not about an item not being approved. Which is different, especially for me.
The two women are friendly, chatting, she types in the PIN, I look to the screen, I get the error message that means 'insufficient funds.' With Lonestar cards, I can hit the enter button and get a receipt that prints how much the card has left on it. (Convenient, no?)
I print it out, take a look, and say, "Your total is $12.97. It appears that you have a total of $5.61 on your card. We can put the remainder of it towards your order and have you pay the difference if you like."
The lady doesn't respond, and gets a
look on her face. And this wasn't your typical 'I didn't keep track of my expenses' shock, this was 'omgholyshitreally???' shock. She finally finds her voice and goes, "HOW MUCH DID HE SPEND ON MY CARD??"
At this point I'm hopelessly confused and she whips out a cell phone. Two rings, and then....."WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW MUCH DID YOU GUYS SPEND ON MY DAMN CARD? I HAD $200 ON THAT FUCKING CARD! I TOLD YOU NO MORE THAN $50? DID I NOT?? DID I NOT SAY THAT??"
Everyone in line, including me has
looks on their faces now. She went over to the cigarette case to continue her shrieking, and the friend she was with sighs and says to me, "She gave the card to her teenage son to buy some snacks. And if you know him, it's like giving your account number to a Nigerian leader who has $5 million dollars to give you. It's happened before. Sorry about this. Here I'll pay for it."
I thanked her for explaining and helping keep my line moving, but they hung around for a while. From what I gathered, teenage son decided to bring his friends along not to the grocery store, but to a fast food joint that accepted Lonestar. And thanks to having munchies from a certain substance....they didn't exactly stay on their budget.
That was an interesting experience to say the least. And it happened early in the morning, too, so....certainly helped wake me up!
Heh. Well, what I mean by that is some stories from today and a few days ago have a soap-opera esque type to them. At least one of them does. And I'll save that for last.
First, let me regail you with the tale of....
The Tahini Lady
Yesterday I was working as a bagger, and one of my fellow check-mongers flags me down and asks, 'Hey, can you go see if we have any Tahini?' Thanks to an episode of The Simpsons, I know Tahini is a type of sauce/paste. (Ain't TV grand?)
So, I skip off to the deli, thinking it would be near the hummus, but nothing was there. I go back to say to the lady I couldn't find it. "Well, where did you look?"
"The deli."
"....I remember seeing it by the peanut butter, I think." This time, a different bagger (K, sweetest girl you will ever meet in your life, happy as a clam) goes with her to try and find it. Nothing.
She comes over to the service desk and asks to speak to a manager. The manager says, "Well, I can page the grocery manager and see if he knows." And then....she says what literally made my brain screech to a halt.
"Don't you have a computer you can type into to see if you have it?"
.....buh? What is this magical computer o' grocery items? Do other stores have it? Do you have to send in 10,000 cereal box tops to get one? Does not compute. The manager (and I can see she's just as flabbergasted as I am) "Uh....no, ma'am, we don't have that."
Lady gets angry. "Well, why not?? I just want some tahini!"
Manager pages grocery manager. While we're waiting, I, being the helpful sort, ask, "Ma'am, did you check Central Market? They might have it." (Central Market is a sister company of my store. Organic, imports, and the like.)
She turns to me and goes, "I shouldn't HAVE to go to Central Market. I've been shopping at this HEB for years! You should have what I want!"
....and yet this is the first time any of us have seen you in here, and the manager you're speaking to has worked here five years. But I digress.
Grocery manager comes by, and I had to go back to my duties at that point, but I kept sneaking glances at them. I can tell that he's trying to reason with her when she still can't grasp the fact that we might not have the item she wants, and she's STILL going on about why we should have the magical computer o' grocery items!
Me and K were hard-pressed to keep our mouths shut about her until she was out of the store, which took a while. By the time she finally left, it was time for me to go home.
I mean....it's just sauce! I've never had it, maybe it's good enough to harass people for, but....seriously?
HEB - We Know Drama
I am working the express checkstand. (This is how a lot of my stories begin, I've found.) Two women come through buying assorted frozen items, as well as candy and soda. They take out a Lonestar card. And oddly enough, this story is not about an item not being approved. Which is different, especially for me.
The two women are friendly, chatting, she types in the PIN, I look to the screen, I get the error message that means 'insufficient funds.' With Lonestar cards, I can hit the enter button and get a receipt that prints how much the card has left on it. (Convenient, no?)
I print it out, take a look, and say, "Your total is $12.97. It appears that you have a total of $5.61 on your card. We can put the remainder of it towards your order and have you pay the difference if you like."
The lady doesn't respond, and gets a

At this point I'm hopelessly confused and she whips out a cell phone. Two rings, and then....."WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW MUCH DID YOU GUYS SPEND ON MY DAMN CARD? I HAD $200 ON THAT FUCKING CARD! I TOLD YOU NO MORE THAN $50? DID I NOT?? DID I NOT SAY THAT??"
Everyone in line, including me has

I thanked her for explaining and helping keep my line moving, but they hung around for a while. From what I gathered, teenage son decided to bring his friends along not to the grocery store, but to a fast food joint that accepted Lonestar. And thanks to having munchies from a certain substance....they didn't exactly stay on their budget.
That was an interesting experience to say the least. And it happened early in the morning, too, so....certainly helped wake me up!
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