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    I work as a cashier at SupaSave, a fictionally named retail store that also sells (some) groceries. This wasn't all in one day, but spread out between a couple of months. I'm sure there's more, but I don't like to sweet the small stuff, I like to go big.

    First Exorcism of the Year

    The child was screaming, which in itself, wasn’t bad. Kids scream over lots of things; toothaches, tired, bored, sick, maybe even just seeing the color blue gets ‘em going. But when it starts to sound like she’s Emily Rose and trying to pry a cross off her chest, I’m going to be irritated. Said child was screaming while hyperventilating. I thought she was gonna pass out at the halfway mark. I brushed it off to my people in line (thankfully I didn’t have to ring them out) as a tired child, but sure enough, when they finished and walked off, mommy dearest was trying to use Chinese Whispers™ to tell the kid, no, they weren’t getting a toy. Once they passed the glass doors, the decibel levels tripled and a resounding wail was heard. The mother didn’t do anything. The only thing I heard from her was before she went into line, and it was, “Do you want me to take you to the bathroom so you can cry it out?”. Cry it out? In a bathroom, where it echoes. If I was a guest in the restroom, and you decide to bring your kid in there so she can bellow even louder, I would have some choice words for you.

    You’re not condescending at all

    Tired Woman, is going through the line and is very haggard looking. I offer my sympathies when she says that her baby has been giving her trouble and not sleeping for the past couple of days. I offer some products that I’ve heard work well for soothing infants, but she’s said that they haven’t done anything. I apologize, and tell her that I hope it gets better, I’m sure it’s rough. That’s not the classy way to do it, apparently. The REAL way to do it was to tell the single mother than she doesn’t have it that bad, and keep repeating while she’s sputtering, that she doesn’t have it rough. Until the woman leaves, tired, haggard, and pissed off that someone just told her that her lack of sleep is ‘easy’. Then tell me that she doesn’t have it rough. Not that you think she doesn’t have it rough, but that you know she doesn’t. So thank you, Old Bat, for making me get a real look at how your personality works. You acted nice otherwise! I’ll make sure to put myself on Autopilot* when I see you.

    *Autopilot, the script of the basics. No small talk, or if it is, just a small, polite muttering of the weather, followed by equally polite silence. That’s what I’m usually on anyway, but I like to make a good conversation with it. I don’t converse with twats like you though! Enjoy your Polite Silence.

    The Artist Wanders the…Bathroom?

    Someone was coloring with a brown crayon in the woman’s bathroom, and smeared it on the handle of the handicapped stall. Thankfully I wasn’t the one to see that. What I got to see was that every single toilet wasn’t flushed. I don’t know what’s worse.

    It's my Job to Upsell, Not Yours

    Why yes, I'm aware I have wrist supports. And I'm sure my back is as twisted as the Yellow Brick Road, but I don't want your Chiropractor service card, or your massage card, or anything, really. When a cashier says they're poor, there usually isn't much evidence against it. Also, I have no problem getting asked if I can be prayed for, I don't mind someone's goodwill. But shoving me a book's worth of religious work, or a piece of paper telling my current destined place after death, is not welcome. While I can't say it, I hope someone else will have the guts to tell you how they feel about your papers one day. Very loudly. >.o Someone had the nerve to put them on business cards, which most people throw away anyway. Seems a bit counter-intuitive.

    Playing Dumb Saves my Braincells/The Second Exorcism

    CL – Coupon Lady (or Crazy Lady, take your pick! )
    Me – Myself and I
    HC – Head Cashier
    LM – Lead Manager

    You know it’s going to be a doozy when I actually have to spell out the cast! We have a coupon limit at our store. We’re one of the biggest SupaSave stores in the area. We’re the one that gets all the couponers, so at some point, to save our stock for other customers, we enacted a limit. They tell us to use our discretion on the rule, and to mostly bring it up when someone’s pretty much left paying sales tax and buying nothing else of value. Which matched this transaction perfectly. She comes up with 8 boxes of cookies, and 8 coupons. They are all coupons to make the cookies free. The woman already looks irritated, so I figure I’ll take the opportunity for HC to break the news (for the record, we’re told to do that for damage control, if we think the guest is going to get belligerent).***

    Me – Hey, HC? What was that coupon limit again? I think it was only coupons, or was it items…?

    CL - *instant catbutt face*

    Boy, was I right.

    HC – Yeah, it’s for coupons. You can only get four of the same coupon.

    CL – That’s ridiculous! Tell me where it says that!

    HC - *yanks out one of our SupaSave ads and points to the back* Right here. It says that each store has the right to reserve their own limits regarding coupons and prices.

    CL - *whinging, whining, etc* So you’re telling me, that if I was paying money for all these, you’d let me buy them?

    HC – Yes.

    CL – But you wouldn’t let me get them all with coupons?

    HC – Yes. Let me talk to the manager. *gets a radio*

    CL – Please do. *even bigger CBF* Actually, I’ll just split these up in two transactions, then!

    Us - …We’re sorry, but the limit of the items is per day, not per transaction…

    CL – *Blue screen of death* adsf;lkajfoiasdf;ljasd WHATHOWDAREYOUFOAMINGATMOUTHNAO

    HC – … *uses radio* LM, a guest would like to see you up front. He’ll be here shortly. *walks off*

    Summary: They’re slightly different products, only by variety, but she has a lot, so we call a middle ground, and go by exactly what the coupons says. Which is only 5 of the same like coupons. So she’d get five packs of cookies instead of eight. That’s not bad, that’s pretty much half, right? While she’s waiting, I go to suspend it so we can deal with it then, but she demands that I let her buy the five first so she can get the rest afterwards (well aren’t you the cocky one). So I’m ringing up guests. And she’s waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Just kidding! She was just sitting there fuming for five minutes while LM was running from the backroom to the front. She even shouts to HC, asking if he’s actually coming up. After a good mental head-banging, he walks up.

    CL – Are you the person that I was waiting for?!

    LM – Yes…How can I help you?

    CL – About your coupon policy blablabla..This is ridiculous! If you won’t let me do it, I’ll just go right back into line! I’m sure your corporate wouldn’t be happy to hear about this if I call the Ethics Hotline!

    *deadpan* Oh no, please don’t call and tell corporate that we used our power properly to stop you from using an excessive amount of coupons...I’m sure they’ll be heartbroken to hear that you couldn’t get three more packs of free cookies.

    LM – We made the coupon limit. If you were to come into my line again, I would refuse the transaction based on the fact that you already met the limit. It has nothing to do with how many transactions you want it, or who checks you out, the limit is per day. We have the right to refuse it according to the rules.

    CL – What if I did it at a later hour?!

    LM – As long as it’s today, we would be unable to use those coupons again for you, ma’am.

    CL – A;SDLFUJIASDFNJ;LASDFJ SHOWMEWHEREITSAYSTHAT

    LM – According to our corporate policy we have the right to limit our coupon use.

    CL – I want to see it!

    LM – Ma’am, I am not obliged to show you, and I’d like you to leave.

    CL – WHARGLEBLARGLEBAMBLOOZI! *leaves*

    So there you have it! It’s a God-given right to use eight coupons instead of four or five.

    ***We like to make sure that people don't wipe out our stock just because of coupons. If they're gonna empty our shelves and buy it like they normally would, there's nothing to stop it. With a coupon limit, we prevent one type of lack of stock. Keep in mind we also have a limit for without coupons too, it's just not as limited. I follow the policy given, and that's it. That's my job, and I'm going to do it.***

    It took me a couple months to get enough to post. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I have awesome customers most of the time (or I have the patience of a saint, I've heard both), but I'll try my best to bring the nasty ones up when I get 'em!
    Last edited by Amusement Gal; 02-18-2012, 11:51 PM.
    My only regret is that I don't have a better word for "F@#k You".

  • #2
    Quoth Amusement Gal View Post
    The REAL way to do it was to tell the single mother than she doesn’t have it that bad, and keep repeating while she’s sputtering, that she doesn’t have it rough. Until the woman leaves, tired, haggard, and pissed off that someone just told her that her lack of sleep is ‘easy’. Then tell me that she doesn’t have it rough. Not that you think she doesn’t have it rough, but that you know she doesn’t.
    As someone who has suffered from sleep deprivation with a colicky newborn, I can tell that old bat to cram it. Lack of sleep is NOT "easy", it is awful. Too much and you can't think clearly, you even start hallucinating. I would've suggested to New Mom to maybe get Grandma or a very patient babysitter to watch kiddo for a while while Mom takes a desperately-needed nap.
    Quoth Amusement Gal View Post
    Someone was coloring with a brown crayon in the woman’s bathroom, and smeared it on the handle of the handicapped stall. Thankfully I wasn’t the one to see that. What I got to see was that every single toilet wasn’t flushed. I don’t know what’s worse.
    ...a crayon? I presume that's slang for something else, and if it is...
    I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
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    • #3
      Quoth XCashier View Post
      As someone who has suffered from sleep deprivation with a colicky newborn, I can tell that old bat to cram it. Lack of sleep is NOT "easy", it is awful. Too much and you can't think clearly, you even start hallucinating. I would've suggested to New Mom to maybe get Grandma or a very patient babysitter to watch kiddo for a while while Mom takes a desperately-needed nap.

      ...a crayon? I presume that's slang for something else, and if it is...
      I've done the hallucinating too! Not with a baby, but with this fever that was pissing me off. It was one of my trippiest dreams to date. But I agree. I just hope the woman didn't think I was on Old Bat's side.

      And yes, you'd be right. That's how my coworker put it, and it seemed to fit so well.
      My only regret is that I don't have a better word for "F@#k You".

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      • #4
        As to the old bat -

        I hate people who decide someone else doesn't have it rough. Compared to what? Sure, no matter how bad things are, someone else has it worse. Doesn't mean that it isn't rough for that individual, no matter what it is. In the words of Thumper, "if you can't say somethin' nice, then don't say nothin' at all". Either offer encouragement, or keep your mouth shut.


        As to the bathroom incident -

        I SO hope it was a childish prank and you really do mean brown crayon....
        Last edited by Merriweather; 02-17-2012, 05:50 PM. Reason: too many typos, not enough coffee

        Madness takes it's toll....
        Please have exact change ready.

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        • #5
          Argh, I hate when people try to play down another person's problems as if there not bad at all. What's the point? We all handle things differently. Doesn't make that old lady any better than the poor mother.

          Coupon lady should have just chilled. Her attitude gives a bad name to real couponers and thus gets stores to treat them all the same way. If the coupon stated a limit of five, then it's a limit of five. I've never had any problems respecting limits. Rules are rules.

          Though I do not agree with targeting people that use coupons and are able to get products "free". If they're manufacturer coupons, the store has not lost anything. A store limit should exist for purchases and not only directed at coupons.
          Last edited by Slayer; 02-18-2012, 01:46 AM. Reason: Replied to deleted post

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          • #6
            Ugh, lovely old lady, sure, it was easy for her, cause likely her children came out encased in a leathery shell and employed the use of egg teeth to get free and escape the dirt mound to the water. Aren't all babies like that?

            I feel for that mom, I spent a while seeing little dark shapes everywhere and motion out of the corners of my eye when the lil guy was still learning a sleep routine, having a family member close to do some baby wrangling while you catch up on sleep is a godsend. Hope you see the mom again and can give her some good vibes, she probably needs the boost.
            Okay everyone, lets all point and laugh at him right about....

            Now.

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            • #7
              If she'd made less of a fuss I wonder if she could have quietly blended in an hour or two later and gotten the rest. As it was, she screwed that up with her yelping and yowling.
              "English is the result of Norman men-at-arms attempting to pick up Saxon barmaids and is no more legitimate than any of the other results."
              - H. Beam Piper

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              • #8
                Quoth Fire_on_High View Post
                If she'd made less of a fuss I wonder if she could have quietly blended in an hour or two later and gotten the rest. As it was, she screwed that up with her yelping and yowling.
                Funny thing, that. The manager that kicked out, told her that if she hadn't brought it to our attention and came into another freaking line later, we wouldn't have really noticed. "Well...since you brought it all up, it's now been brought to our attention. So now that we know you'd try to do that, all we could do is deny the transaction."

                I'm very happy that all of my managers have a spine. She happened the get the manager with the sturdiest one.

                As for the 'brown crayon', I'm sure you all know it's not actually crayon!
                My only regret is that I don't have a better word for "F@#k You".

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                • #9
                  I remember a joke related to something like this...

                  A guy goes shopping and ends up following a woman. The woman is grocery shopping with her 2-year old daughter in the front of the cart facing her, but the kid wouldn't stop screaming. The woman says, "Jackie, calm down! This'll be over in a little bit."

                  Still carrying on the toddler keeps wailing away, and the woman breathes deeply and says, "Jackie, you can do this. There's only a little bit more to go..."

                  No matter what aisle the guy goes down, he can hear her toddler crying. They pass each other and he hears the woman says, "Ok Jackie, we're almost done, hold it together.."

                  Finally they're at the checkout, and the guy says, "Lady, excuse me, but I couldn't help but to hear you. You're awfully patient and disciplined in attempting to quell little Jackie there.."

                  The woman says, "I'm Jackie. My daughter's name is Courtney."

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                  • #10
                    Along the lines of the bitchy old woman are the "it only gets worse from here" people. It's like they want you to go off the deep end. To be told that thinking it's going to get better is futile, and that no, everything is pretty much shit from here on out--that's just soul crushing.


                    (Oh, and then, there was the lady who decided to tell me I couldn't complain about the heat in my job [the air conditioners were broken, in July, it was about 95 degrees outside...so, not exactly comfortable inside]--because, well, her grandson was waking up in Afghanistan. Ah well, she got me there. At least no one shoots at me at work. At least not yet.

                    Coupons, we have that % off of one item coupon. On the damned thing it says "one coupon per customer per day". It doesn't say per transaction. I have customers who buy an item, then get back in line, or go put their crap in their car, and come back and buy another item. They don't draw attention to themselves. Yes, we all know they're not following the coupon, and we're all ignoring it.

                    I will say, I'm far more likely to do a separate transaction right there for a customer who is polite and understanding. "I have two coupons, how does this work?" "I can only take one coupon per type per customer per day" "oh, okay, I'll just get this tomorrow". No argument, no bitching, no acting like it's my fault....hey, they become a completely new customer between transactions.

                    Bitching, yelling, whatever--just makes me repeat the policy over and over.
                    you are = you're. not "your".

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                    • #11
                      If she decided to jump back into another line without a fuss, we wouldn't have cared, to be honest. The fact that she went berserker and tried to pull the 'victim' card for us enforcing rules actually made it much, MUCH harder for her to blend in. Because we'll remember now, and we'll make sure you fit right into the parameters that most of us normally don't care about. As for the policy: I follow it, and that's that. Let's drop the subject about how it should or should not be, and stick to the suck please. I have edited the original post to reflect this.
                      Last edited by Amusement Gal; 02-18-2012, 11:51 PM.
                      My only regret is that I don't have a better word for "F@#k You".

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                      • #12
                        TBH, I wasn't as much commenting on policy, as the fact she shot herself in the foot by being such a loudmouth twit.
                        "English is the result of Norman men-at-arms attempting to pick up Saxon barmaids and is no more legitimate than any of the other results."
                        - H. Beam Piper

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                        • #13
                          Quoth Fire_on_High View Post
                          TBH, I wasn't as much commenting on policy, as the fact she shot herself in the foot by being such a loudmouth twit.
                          No, I was just preventing further comments on it, it wasn't directly to yours. Nothing against anyone, I just like to keep it conflict free.
                          My only regret is that I don't have a better word for "F@#k You".

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                          • #14
                            Quoth Amusement Gal View Post
                            But when it starts to sound like she’s Emily Rose and trying to pry a cross off her chest, I’m going to be irritated.


                            .....Sorry about that...
                            Here's your sign...

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                            • #15
                              Quoth emax4 View Post
                              I remember a joke related to something like this...

                              A guy goes shopping and ends up following a woman.
                              This opening reminded me of Phyllis Diller's shopping quide. Phyllis said the way to grocery shop was to find a matronly looking woman, follow her and copy her shopping cart.
                              "I don't have to be petty. The Universe does that for me."

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