The store was slammed yesterday at a level that suggested our products were going to be outlawed within 48 hours.
So naturally I got these people:
1) Let's remember in the middle of the transaction that I need to reload my points card! (I think I had ONE customer who said before even ordering anything that she needed to reload her card. I should've given her a free small pastry. )
2) I want X sandwich but please toast it twice, and oh, please flip it over halfway through.
(Yes, I'm sure the dozen people behind you won't mind the additional wait time at all, you Speshul Snowflake you ...)
3) The I-don't-know-what-I-want customer. "Um ... what about ..." (I dunno; it's YOUR bloody order. Pick something already!)
4) The Whisperers and the Mutterers. I swear, they ALL showed up yesterday. (Look, folks, I have rumbling, chattering, dinging machines right behind me. SPEAK THE FUCK UP. Merely requesting this or that drink or this or that pastry does not involve naughty words.)
I'm sure there were more but I can't remember them at the moment. Had the usual idiot wanting to buy $10 worth of stuff with a $50 bill; I was too tired to argue and luckily had enough cash (enough $5 bills for ya, buddy ... ?)
Yesterday I had somebody want to pay for less than $10 worth of stuff with a $100 bill. I told him flat out there was no way I could break that. HAUL YOUR ASS TO THE BANK RIGHT ACROSS THE ROAD, YOU TWIT.
So naturally I got these people:
1) Let's remember in the middle of the transaction that I need to reload my points card! (I think I had ONE customer who said before even ordering anything that she needed to reload her card. I should've given her a free small pastry. )
2) I want X sandwich but please toast it twice, and oh, please flip it over halfway through.
(Yes, I'm sure the dozen people behind you won't mind the additional wait time at all, you Speshul Snowflake you ...)
3) The I-don't-know-what-I-want customer. "Um ... what about ..." (I dunno; it's YOUR bloody order. Pick something already!)
4) The Whisperers and the Mutterers. I swear, they ALL showed up yesterday. (Look, folks, I have rumbling, chattering, dinging machines right behind me. SPEAK THE FUCK UP. Merely requesting this or that drink or this or that pastry does not involve naughty words.)
I'm sure there were more but I can't remember them at the moment. Had the usual idiot wanting to buy $10 worth of stuff with a $50 bill; I was too tired to argue and luckily had enough cash (enough $5 bills for ya, buddy ... ?)
Yesterday I had somebody want to pay for less than $10 worth of stuff with a $100 bill. I told him flat out there was no way I could break that. HAUL YOUR ASS TO THE BANK RIGHT ACROSS THE ROAD, YOU TWIT.
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