J = Jerkface
BI=Blazing Idiot
Me: the cash register wench
J comes up to the register, but he and BI are so close, that I assume that they are together, and there is a heap of stuff being piled and piled onto my belt. I ring up a few of the first items, and J says "This is going to be debit please. Ok, now it says 'waiting for cashier'." I notice his English is a bit broken. Alrighty then, I think, thanks for letting me know that. I keep scanning. He stares at me, "Hey what are you doing?!"
Me: *blank stare*
J: That's not mine!
Me: I'm sorry about that, which of these items isn't yours?
J: This, and this, all of this! Just the first five things are mine. The rest of this stuff not mine! It was done when I said this will be debit and waiting for cashier!
At this point, I feel like an idiot, as I've scanned close to a dozen things that are not his, but belong to BI who was in line behind him; they are not together in any way, shape or form. Oh geez. I call for a void transaction, since at that point it would be easier to start from the top rather than take all BI lady's crap off.
BI: Oh, well I thought there was a gap between my stuff and his!
J: There was. A BIG one! *glares at the stupid cash register wench*
I can personally attest that there was no gap by the time the stuff reached me, but our conveyor belts have a will of their own and stuff tends to get jammed together like that. Never mind the fact that BI didn't make use of the separating stick that was right in front of her stupid face. Then J says that he had better not get his account charged twice, since "I already did my card". I can tell he thought little of my intelligence by the time he left, and I think BI felt a bit dumb since she didn't talk much during her entire huge ass transaction, and rightly so.
Is it really that hard to watch your damn groceries, not jam them into the groceries of the person in front of you, and then kindly NOT start insulting my intelligence because of YOUR stupidity?
My entire day was like this; it was as if every other person who came through my line was the type that felt I was obviously not worthy of smelling their farts.
BI=Blazing Idiot
Me: the cash register wench
J comes up to the register, but he and BI are so close, that I assume that they are together, and there is a heap of stuff being piled and piled onto my belt. I ring up a few of the first items, and J says "This is going to be debit please. Ok, now it says 'waiting for cashier'." I notice his English is a bit broken. Alrighty then, I think, thanks for letting me know that. I keep scanning. He stares at me, "Hey what are you doing?!"
Me: *blank stare*
J: That's not mine!
Me: I'm sorry about that, which of these items isn't yours?
J: This, and this, all of this! Just the first five things are mine. The rest of this stuff not mine! It was done when I said this will be debit and waiting for cashier!
At this point, I feel like an idiot, as I've scanned close to a dozen things that are not his, but belong to BI who was in line behind him; they are not together in any way, shape or form. Oh geez. I call for a void transaction, since at that point it would be easier to start from the top rather than take all BI lady's crap off.
BI: Oh, well I thought there was a gap between my stuff and his!
J: There was. A BIG one! *glares at the stupid cash register wench*
I can personally attest that there was no gap by the time the stuff reached me, but our conveyor belts have a will of their own and stuff tends to get jammed together like that. Never mind the fact that BI didn't make use of the separating stick that was right in front of her stupid face. Then J says that he had better not get his account charged twice, since "I already did my card". I can tell he thought little of my intelligence by the time he left, and I think BI felt a bit dumb since she didn't talk much during her entire huge ass transaction, and rightly so.
Is it really that hard to watch your damn groceries, not jam them into the groceries of the person in front of you, and then kindly NOT start insulting my intelligence because of YOUR stupidity?
My entire day was like this; it was as if every other person who came through my line was the type that felt I was obviously not worthy of smelling their farts.
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