stop...just...seriously, don't help.

[Green_Fairy]

~just...stop~
today a lady ordered a 32 oz. soda. kay, whatever. i get it for her, put it on the counter and she reaches for it. and knocks it over. i go get the roll of paper towels and when i get back, she has some napkins and she's trying to help clean it up with napkins.
but...for some odd reason, it seems like she's trying to push the soda under the cash register. i tell her i got it, but she just keeps going. finally i have to put a bunch of paper towels against the register to stop her. she pays, apologizes, and leaves.
after i move the register, i see that there's diet coke under the register and there's a hole under it for cords to go down to the actual computer. so there's soda going down the hole, all over the keyboard and computer, and generally all over the place.
and i have a line building
awesome

~maniacal jew fro~
this one's not so much sucky as funny...
i had two kids stop by today to get some cookies. looked like maybe 16, 17, something like that. conversation goes something like...

me:
chk: curly haired kid
hf: his friend

chk: so...what's hands down the best cookie here
hf: yeah, like...so good
me: well, it really depends on what you like. *points to peanut butter dream bar* this one's pretty much orgasmic
chk: ...okay now i have to buy that. i just have to. you used my word!
me: weeeell...i am older than you, so...my word first.
chk: *bows* you have me there

they go over to the register, hand over money.

chk: and i was totally planning on not spending this, too
hf: girls, man, girls. they're tricky like that
me: it's true. and you still owe me a dollar
chk: damn, you're on to me. so much for my plans for being manical
me: it's the curly hair. can't really be maniacal with curly hair.
hf: you mean his jew fro? what about me? am i maniacal?
me: *looks at him* hm...get a top hat, then we'll talk
hf: you...are so awesome! do you have like...a tip jar? *i point, he drops in a couple bucks*
me: thanks! you guys have a great day

they grab their stuff and wander off. about 10 minutes later, they come back.

chk: you were totally right about that bar. those claw marks over there on the bench...totally not my fault
me:

it's people like them that make my job worth it

[mattm04]

~just...stop~
today a lady ordered a 32 oz. soda. kay, whatever. i get it for her, put it on the counter and she reaches for it. and knocks it over. i go get the roll of paper towels and when i get back, she has some napkins and she's trying to help clean it up with napkins.
but...for some odd reason, it seems like she's trying to push the soda under the cash register. i tell her i got it, but she just keeps going. finally i have to put a bunch of paper towels against the register to stop her. she pays, apologizes, and leaves.
after i move the register, i see that there's diet coke under the register and there's a hole under it for cords to go down to the actual computer. so there's soda going down the hole, all over the keyboard and computer, and generally all over the place.
and i have a line building
awesome

I hear you. You spilled, fine, whatever. IT happens. Smearing it all over the place just makes it harder for me to clean up. Once the liquid/crumbs/whatever are gone I still have to use a sanitizer to clean the counter off.

[BrenDAnn]

On one hand you have to appreciate a customer ACTUALLY trying to clean up after themselves. On the other, omg, seriously? That wasn't helping! That was making it a thousand times worse! Ah, and yes, it only takes one (or a group of) good customer to make the night better.

[mharbourgirl]

Those two guys? Absolutely adorable. Too bad they weren't older, the little charmers. I have some single friends...