Quickies from fast food graveyard. Both take place at the window, after they've ordered, I'm only barely making up the amounts. Its within a dollar.
Me:
C:
Me: Hello, 4.31 please
C: *hands me a hundred*
Me: *pulls a face, looks for keys*
C: Oh uh sorry
Me: its not a problem. *shuts window, collects money out of my lock box, opens window* 95$ is your change
C: Yeah my wife works a job like this!
Me: Oh. Really.
C: Yeah so I know what youre going through.
Me: I can tell. I just dont like hundreds because last time I was robbed since the guy behind that car saw me take a hundred. He knew I had at least one (lie).
C: *looks uncomfortable* oh..
Now heres the thing, unless its super ridiculously slow after 11pm and before 4am I can cash at least 2 hundred dollar bills. More if they're not supermassive dickholes who pay for 5$ in food with a hundred. However, after 4 you're on your own. I drop all my money in the safe and get a clean drawer with a grand total of 75$ in it.
Its like 4:15AM
Me: Hello, 3.45 please
C: You can cash a fifty right
Me: Unfortunately I can't right now (truth. No one had paid me with a twenty so I had 75$ to last me 2-2 1/2 hours)
C: ARE YOU SERIOUS
Me: Yes, after four I only have access to whats in my till.
C: Can you cash a 20?
Me: *thinks, ugh itll bring me low* Yeah.
C: OH SO YOU CAN CASH A 20 BUT NOT A 50!?
Me: ...yeah? (thats a 30$ difference in change, kids!)
C: Whatever here's a five.
Are. you. serious.
And finally I gave a customer who was just shit out of luck for ordering free food. He was nice and didn't give me trouble. He wanted jalapeno poppers, well we were out. Fine, he'll take cheese sticks. I ring him up when my TL tells me we ran out apparently. I tell him we're out of those too and he asks if we have fish. Dude is now going to have to wait 3 minutes at the window, has already not gotten what he wants twice, and hes not biting my head off. I didn't ring up the damn fish. Not a big deal. I got a talking to because I gave it to him. So apparently only the people who threaten me physically get free food. Fuck off. I gave the guy 2$ in free food. The cranky motherfuckers get at least 10$. I am apparently the worst at customer service.
And I overheard that our store managers bonus is tied into her food ordering some how. Less waste or whatever. That explains why we only run out of unneccesary things. Like tacos. Or egg rolls. Jalapeno poppers and cheese sticks. Chicken patties and FRIES. Don't forget bags and napkins.
God forbid if we dont have six cases of fruit cups though. I think I've sold like ten cups in five months.
OH GOD EDIT I FORGOT ABOUT BACON AND CHEESE GUY
I'm gonna do it with him through the window one day.
me: what can i get you
B&C: #4, curly fries with bacon and cheese and a coke
me: see you at the window
TL: ITS YOUR MAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN
Me: HAYYYYYYY *does suggestive hip movements*
-B&C pulls to window-
Me: -eyelash batting galore- 5.27
B&C: here you go.
*makes food*
B&C: (hollers) HURRY UP
Me: *turns to window, screeches* WHAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
TL: O_O
B&C: O_O
Me: >:O
B&C: Just kidding! :*
Me: *gives him his food* Mayo and sweet&sour?
B&C: just mayo please
Me: See you next time
B&C:
Gonna hit it with the angry fist of god.
Me:
C:
Me: Hello, 4.31 please
C: *hands me a hundred*
Me: *pulls a face, looks for keys*
C: Oh uh sorry
Me: its not a problem. *shuts window, collects money out of my lock box, opens window* 95$ is your change
C: Yeah my wife works a job like this!
Me: Oh. Really.
C: Yeah so I know what youre going through.
Me: I can tell. I just dont like hundreds because last time I was robbed since the guy behind that car saw me take a hundred. He knew I had at least one (lie).
C: *looks uncomfortable* oh..
Now heres the thing, unless its super ridiculously slow after 11pm and before 4am I can cash at least 2 hundred dollar bills. More if they're not supermassive dickholes who pay for 5$ in food with a hundred. However, after 4 you're on your own. I drop all my money in the safe and get a clean drawer with a grand total of 75$ in it.
Its like 4:15AM
Me: Hello, 3.45 please
C: You can cash a fifty right
Me: Unfortunately I can't right now (truth. No one had paid me with a twenty so I had 75$ to last me 2-2 1/2 hours)
C: ARE YOU SERIOUS
Me: Yes, after four I only have access to whats in my till.
C: Can you cash a 20?
Me: *thinks, ugh itll bring me low* Yeah.
C: OH SO YOU CAN CASH A 20 BUT NOT A 50!?
Me: ...yeah? (thats a 30$ difference in change, kids!)
C: Whatever here's a five.
Are. you. serious.
And finally I gave a customer who was just shit out of luck for ordering free food. He was nice and didn't give me trouble. He wanted jalapeno poppers, well we were out. Fine, he'll take cheese sticks. I ring him up when my TL tells me we ran out apparently. I tell him we're out of those too and he asks if we have fish. Dude is now going to have to wait 3 minutes at the window, has already not gotten what he wants twice, and hes not biting my head off. I didn't ring up the damn fish. Not a big deal. I got a talking to because I gave it to him. So apparently only the people who threaten me physically get free food. Fuck off. I gave the guy 2$ in free food. The cranky motherfuckers get at least 10$. I am apparently the worst at customer service.
And I overheard that our store managers bonus is tied into her food ordering some how. Less waste or whatever. That explains why we only run out of unneccesary things. Like tacos. Or egg rolls. Jalapeno poppers and cheese sticks. Chicken patties and FRIES. Don't forget bags and napkins.
God forbid if we dont have six cases of fruit cups though. I think I've sold like ten cups in five months.
OH GOD EDIT I FORGOT ABOUT BACON AND CHEESE GUY
I'm gonna do it with him through the window one day.
me: what can i get you
B&C: #4, curly fries with bacon and cheese and a coke
me: see you at the window
TL: ITS YOUR MAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN
Me: HAYYYYYYY *does suggestive hip movements*
-B&C pulls to window-
Me: -eyelash batting galore- 5.27
B&C: here you go.
*makes food*
B&C: (hollers) HURRY UP
Me: *turns to window, screeches* WHAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
TL: O_O
B&C: O_O
Me: >:O
B&C: Just kidding! :*
Me: *gives him his food* Mayo and sweet&sour?
B&C: just mayo please
Me: See you next time
B&C:
Gonna hit it with the angry fist of god.
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