At my Aid of Rite, we recently got a collection of new shopping carts, proper ones with the body made of metal wire. Some of the older ones are made of plastic with a metal pole so that the cart doesn't go outside and it keeps people from stealing the damn things. The new ones don't have this problem and we've lost a few already. 
Anywho, at least once a day I hear the pole meeting the top of the door with a SMACK and I usually have to call that the cart doesn't go out and they need to carry it out by hand. Usually this is met by surprise, then a catbutt face and demands I get someone to help them. But they at least get the message.
One woman...didn't. I heard the pole smack and thought that someone else had called after her already but apparently someone didn't even though there were other cashiers right there. I kept on hearing the pole smack against the door and looked up.
Woman is pulling on the cart with all her might, trying to make it go through the door. Face red with exertion, the whole nine yards. Manager A finally intercepts her and then chews me out for not telling her the cart doesn't go out.

Anywho, at least once a day I hear the pole meeting the top of the door with a SMACK and I usually have to call that the cart doesn't go out and they need to carry it out by hand. Usually this is met by surprise, then a catbutt face and demands I get someone to help them. But they at least get the message.
One woman...didn't. I heard the pole smack and thought that someone else had called after her already but apparently someone didn't even though there were other cashiers right there. I kept on hearing the pole smack against the door and looked up.
Woman is pulling on the cart with all her might, trying to make it go through the door. Face red with exertion, the whole nine yards. Manager A finally intercepts her and then chews me out for not telling her the cart doesn't go out.
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