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Express Lane Blues
I seem to get stuck on Express far too often... ::sigh::
Me
*my thoughts*
SC - idiot of the moment
Can't Comprehend Simple Logic
Woman's order is $35.73. She hands me $35 and says she wants to put the 73 cents on her debit card.
Me: *why not just put it all on your debit card?* ...ooookaaaay...
She then asks if we do cash back.
Me: Yes we do, how much would you like?
SC: $20.
*if you need $20, why not give me the $15, keep the $20 and put the rest on debit, or better yet, put it all on debit???*
I process the transaction, but curiosity finally gets the better of me and I have to ask her: If you wanted $20, wouldn't it have been easier to give me the $15, keep the $20 and put the rest on debit, or maybe even put it all on debit and keep your cash? To me that just seems to make more sense.
SC stares at me for what seems like forever, then says: Oh, I never thought of that.
*didn't think you had, dummy*
Meanwhile, the customer behind her is actually
over this little exchange.
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Obnoxious Jerk
You know the type - always talk way too loud, say things they thinks are funny, but really aren't.
This one was commenting to his wife (who never let out a peep, BTW) on bloody everything - I could hear it all from 3 customers back, so just tuned it out. When it was finally their turn, she put all the groceries on the till while he ran his mouth. He then looked at me and asked if I was having a bad day.
Me: *It'd be better if you'd STFU.* No, as a matter of fact I'm having a wonderful day.
SC: You're not smiling.
Me: *leave me alone you f'n a$$hat* Yes I am - you just can't see it.
SC: You're having a bad day, admit it.
Me: *I have so had enough of your mouth* I am thrilled, excited, ecstatic, enthralled, and so exhilarated with life that I'm about to dance my happy dance and break into song right here and now.
Apparently big words and sarcasm are too much for him - his eyes kinda glazed over and he never said another word. Hope his wife was taking notes...
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Random Babbling
Guy comes to the till with his items, none of which is coffee. I can hear him mumbling as he sets his groceries on the till - the price of coffee and nescafe, (mumble) is poison, something about 'the Chinese', and the only thing he said that was completely clear, 'the gays have ruined Toronto'. Nothing he mumbled had anything to do with anything else.
*Oookaaay, then. Looneytune on the loose.*
I tried to pretend everything was normal, but got ready to run if I had to! So, like the good l'il cashier I am, I did the spiel: hi, how are you, did you find everything you needed, blahblahblah.
*Are you getting a prescription for this problem, please don't suddenly go psycho on me.*
He totally ignored everything I said, still mumbling random tidbits, but now inaudible - I could see his lips moving, though. For all I know he was telling me to go to hell! He paid for his stuff and in parting said once again, 'the gays have ruined Toronto'.
*Please, don't ever come back!*
The best conclusion I could come to was that this was one of Gravekeeper's 867 people, lost and alone, far from home!
Me
*my thoughts*
SC - idiot of the moment
Can't Comprehend Simple Logic
Woman's order is $35.73. She hands me $35 and says she wants to put the 73 cents on her debit card.
Me: *why not just put it all on your debit card?* ...ooookaaaay...
She then asks if we do cash back.
Me: Yes we do, how much would you like?
SC: $20.
*if you need $20, why not give me the $15, keep the $20 and put the rest on debit, or better yet, put it all on debit???*
I process the transaction, but curiosity finally gets the better of me and I have to ask her: If you wanted $20, wouldn't it have been easier to give me the $15, keep the $20 and put the rest on debit, or maybe even put it all on debit and keep your cash? To me that just seems to make more sense.
SC stares at me for what seems like forever, then says: Oh, I never thought of that.
*didn't think you had, dummy*
Meanwhile, the customer behind her is actually
over this little exchange.---------------------------------------------------
Obnoxious Jerk
You know the type - always talk way too loud, say things they thinks are funny, but really aren't.
This one was commenting to his wife (who never let out a peep, BTW) on bloody everything - I could hear it all from 3 customers back, so just tuned it out. When it was finally their turn, she put all the groceries on the till while he ran his mouth. He then looked at me and asked if I was having a bad day.
Me: *It'd be better if you'd STFU.* No, as a matter of fact I'm having a wonderful day.
SC: You're not smiling.
Me: *leave me alone you f'n a$$hat* Yes I am - you just can't see it.
SC: You're having a bad day, admit it.
Me: *I have so had enough of your mouth* I am thrilled, excited, ecstatic, enthralled, and so exhilarated with life that I'm about to dance my happy dance and break into song right here and now.
Apparently big words and sarcasm are too much for him - his eyes kinda glazed over and he never said another word. Hope his wife was taking notes...
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Random Babbling
Guy comes to the till with his items, none of which is coffee. I can hear him mumbling as he sets his groceries on the till - the price of coffee and nescafe, (mumble) is poison, something about 'the Chinese', and the only thing he said that was completely clear, 'the gays have ruined Toronto'. Nothing he mumbled had anything to do with anything else.
*Oookaaay, then. Looneytune on the loose.*
I tried to pretend everything was normal, but got ready to run if I had to! So, like the good l'il cashier I am, I did the spiel: hi, how are you, did you find everything you needed, blahblahblah.
*Are you getting a prescription for this problem, please don't suddenly go psycho on me.*
He totally ignored everything I said, still mumbling random tidbits, but now inaudible - I could see his lips moving, though. For all I know he was telling me to go to hell! He paid for his stuff and in parting said once again, 'the gays have ruined Toronto'.
*Please, don't ever come back!*
The best conclusion I could come to was that this was one of Gravekeeper's 867 people, lost and alone, far from home!
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