This is from my Grocery Store days... I only worked there 3 months and yet got the most 'rules' out of it. The job drove me nuts... Literally as I'm sure most of the old timers remember...
1.“Can I get a bag of ice?” I don’t know. Can you? May you? Certainly, you may.
2.Get your child off my security gate. It is NOT a jungle gym.
3.You drop something on my floor. You pick it up. Do not glare at me when I catch you littering. I will be the one sweeping it up later if you don’t. I don’t like sweeping.
4.Your child WILL sit in the seat provided in the cart. Not in the cart itself or on the end like a hood ornament. If you ignore my warnings and your child stands up and falls on his pretty head. You will not sue me, or the store. We will laugh at you. The rules are posted ON THE CART!
5.You will write the corresponding code on the bulk items. You will NOT dump assorted candies or bulk items in the same bag and put a random code on the bag. I will kill you.
6.You will tie up the bag after putting the code on the bag. You will not get angry at me when I pick up the bag and all your herbs/spices/candies/bullshit falls onto the floor. That is your fault for not taking boy scouts and not knowing simple knots. Idiot.
7.If you forget to write the code. Do not make excuses. Do not tell me there are no pens at the bins. I can see the bins from here. There are pens tied to each bin. There are tags available at each bin.
8.Do not get angry with me when I have to A: Look up the code in the book and B: have to call grocery to get the code. You are the idiot who doesn’t know how to write down the code on the bag. NOT ME!
9.When I ask you what the item is, do not tell me, “It’s a bun!” Or “It’s raisins.” Or, it’s a bagel, DUHHHHHHHHHH!” You get the idea. I know what basic food group it is, I need to know what type it is, you brainless moron.
10.Keep your children in order. Do not let them climb all over the next till and ‘play cashier’ It’s not cute and I sincerely doubt you will pay a technician when your child fucks up our registers.
11.Do not ask me if it’s busy/slow, when the store is packed with customers or it’s 2am and the store is dead. You can see this for yourself. Why ask me?? You know it’s busy, why ask me!?
12.When I’m trying to clean my register do not act like I’m doing you a great disservice and washing my belt and scale just to piss you off and slow you down. I cannot read your mind. 30 seconds ago you weren’t here and I was cleaning my belt because it’s covered in sugar, onion skins, flour and blood. Feel free to put your items down in blood. See if I give a fuck.
13.When I’m cleaning my belt, do not stand there and stamp your foot and glare at me. Do not make snotty comments as to me ‘making you’ put your groceries down in CHEMICALS. If you wait a bloody minute, I’ll have the belt cleaned and dried off for your majesty. Hold on for a fucking second!
14.I have wrecked both of my rotator cuffs, my shoulders are FUCKED and if I ask you to take the case of water, beer, or pop out of the cart please do it without glaring at me like I’m dirt. You put it in there, the least you can do is take it out.
15.Do NOT put your basket on the belt and expect me to pick things out for you, your MAJESTY! What? Are your arms broken? Bloody well take them out yourself!
16.Put the basket at the FRONT of the till where all the other baskets are! Do not stick them on the floor in the aisle, on the end of my till where I’m trying to put your groceries… Put them where I tell you, and don’t look at me like that!
17.If something doesn’t scan, don’t start getting huffy with me, I will have to call somebody from grocery. When the clerk finally does show up, do not announce after they’ve left to find the item, that you don’t need it after all. You will not do this. I will not let you. They have already gone looking for the item, they will be back in a moment.
18.Don’t ask me what my name is. My nametag is backwards for a reason. It is 3am and you smell funny and you’re drunk and stoned and you have no right to know my name. You’re insistent on knowing my name because I’m rude, because I won’t tell you my name and you want to report me? Okay. My name is Gertrude.
19.Do not expect me to get off my register and help you look for things, especially when I’m the only cashier here. I’m not your servant, but I will call somebody for you, to help you find it. What? Now you don’t want any help? If you’re trying to pick me up, I have a boyfriend thanks.
20.Please…. For the love of God…. BATHE!!!!!!!
21.If you have the munchies. That’s fine. But make sure you and your stoner friends have enough money. I don’t have the patience for people who purchase $80 worth of junk food and then make me void it off because they don’t have enough, then make me put it back on because you realized that your friend has money, but then realizes he doesn’t have enough and then you want me to void it off… I have to get a manager for each one of those voids. He also has his own things to do…
22.Night workers, Sears, call centers, factories. Do your shopping on your DAY OFF. I do. I do my shopping every Thursday on my day off… Think about that. Don’t come in here at 3a.m. and expect me to be all chipper. You may be done work but I’m stuck here until 8:30 a.m.
23.If your credit card/debit card isn’t working and is declined. TAKE MY WORD FOR IT! You have no money! Your card is broken. Go away!
24.If the debit machine isn’t working, stop swearing at it, banging it around. Go 100 feet to the left and take the money out of our bank machine. Dummy.
25.No you can’t bring your pets into the grocery store. There is FOOD in here. It’s against HEALTH REGULATIONS!!!!!!!!
26.No you can’t roller blade or skateboard in here. As I’ve told you before. If you want to come back here at 3a.m. and help the cleaner mop and scrape the marks off the floor, sure, go ahead. What are you doing up at 1 a.m. anyway!? Go home to Mommy and leave me alone.
27.Honey, if there aren’t any condoms in the ‘emergency’ section of the pharmacy, then we don’t have any available. No I can’t open the locked pharmacy gate. No. I guess you and little Suzie won’t be getting any nookie tonight. Bye-bye now.
28.No m’am. As I’ve said to countless others. We can’t open the pharmacy. It’s 4 a.m. and we don’t run the pharmacy. It’s independently owned. I know the shaving cream and things YOU need happen to be locked up in there, but there isn’t anything I can do. You complaining to me about that is like you complaining to Wal-Mart that McDonald’s burgers taste like ass. Come back at 9 a.m.
29.Can’t reach something? Ask a stock clerk. They have step stools and ladders. They can get it for you. Don’t climb the shelves. I will have to get off my register and beat you with my roll of paper towels.
30.No you can’t get photos/vacuum rentals/water cooler bottle redemptions here. It’s 2 a.m. and the courtesy counter is closed. It will reopen at 9 a.m. Do not have a hissy fit. Do not try to bargain with me and ask for it ‘just this once’. I do not have the authority and if I do what you ask. I will get in trouble. I am not willing to get written up for your goddamned water bottle. Capiche?
31.Do not leave the buggies at the end of my till, at the front of my till, abandoned in the aisles, shoved willy-nilly in the lobby, thrown haphazardly in the front doors. You’re blocking precious space and being an asshole and a lazy asshole at that. Put it away where you found it.
32.Do not have a conniption fit if I don’t scan and ask for your goddamned Airmiles. You probably only have 3 on the stupid card anyway. No I can’t scan it AFTER you’ve been given your change and receipt. What do you think this is? Magic Back In Time Land?
33.Don’t be angry if I ask you if you have Airmiles. I am forced to ask, by this corporation I work for. Do not get snippy or rude and certainly do not go digging in your purse after you’ve said no, wait until I’ve rang everything through, taken your money or debit, and THEN give me your card. You moron.
34.Do not scream at me about the prices of grapes, bulk items, organic items, your prescription, your ass cream… I have no control over these things. I just ring them in. If you don’t want them. That’s fine. I can always put them back later.
35.Do not empty your cart onto my belt and then wander away. I don’t read minds. I don’t know where you are, whether you’re coming back and I have a line of people forming.
36.Do not run off and say “I NEED MILK!” and leave half a cart of food on my belt. If you had stayed for more the 2.5 seconds and I’d been able to get a word in edgewise, I would have been able to tell you that I could page a stock clerk to get it. Dummy.
37.If I don’t make small talk, don’t take it as an insult. I probably feel ill right now, and if I open my mouth, I’ll probably puke on you. Do you still want to make small talk?
38.If I decide to make small talk, don’t look at me like I’m shit under your feet. I am human and just because I work in customer service doesn’t mean I’m any less than you. Did you know I have a journalism degree? Did you know I paint and sketch and sculpt? Did you know I’ve won writing competitions? Can you write your way out of a paper bag? Fuck you then.
39.Please… Please…. If you’re going to drool, bleed or pee. Don’t do it on my till. I swear, we have public washrooms, go do it there!
40.If you’re young enough to be dating my little sister, chances are, you have no chance with me. The ability to grow facial hair is a must, and besides sweetie. I have a boyfriend and he’s bigger than you. In more ways than one. So toddle off now and go watch Romper Room, stop hitting on cashiers.
41.Exotic ‘dancers’, I don’t care that you take off all your clothes. Or have the talent and amazing leg and arm muscles to climb poles upside down. Congratulations. What I don’t need from you is the attitude. If I ask you to put the basket back where it belongs, do not give me ‘tude.’ And by the way. Exotic Dancer ID is not sufficient for the sale of cigarettes.
42.We don’t sell cigarettes here. No I’m not lying to you. Yes. It IS 2 a.m. and no I don’t know where else they’d sell cigarettes at this time of night. No it’s not a conspiracy against you. And NO we don’t sell cigarettes! Why? Because it’s illegal due to the fact we have a pharmacy on the premises. No the pharmacy isn’t OPEN!
43.If we’re out of a sale item. Then we’re out. Not kidding you. Is it the grocery manager’s fault? Actually no. It’s idiots like you who come in and buy 30 of the sale item instead of a normal amount. We ordered enough, we just didn’t figure people would ignore the limits we imposed on goods and get sneaky with it.
44.If we have a limit of items. “Only 4 per customer” and you send all your kids and extended family to clean out the cooler and buy them individually… Don’t get upset with me when we figure out your scam.
45.If it says EXPRESS LANE 1-16 items. That means no more than 16 items. Do not come into my lane with two carts full of groceries and then get irate when I send you away. If I hear, “I don’t have time to read fucking signs!” come out of your mouth, I will punch you in the head.
46. My job is to take your groceries and punch them into the computer, if you, your child, your nephew, husband who thinks he's funny takes ANY of those items and scans them. I will punch you and your funny family in the head. Because once you've done that, chances are you've scanned it more than once, and we all know what happens when I need to void things... "Manager to cash 4 for override." and we all know you don't like waiting. So keep your fucking hands to yourself.
47.Just because it says EXPRESS LANE does NOT mean I’m supposed to move at the speed of light. I am human and we do not have self-check lanes so you’ll have to put up with me. I do not appreciate being talked down to by assholes, I’m ringing through your order as quick as I can, one more smart-ass remark and I’m going to shove this pineapple up your ass.
48.No. I DO need to scan all 403442392 of those fucking cans in your cart. Nobody’s more upset about this than me. Yes I do need you to lift up those cases of water, pop. I wasn’t made aware of the codes for those items, they are scanned by UPC and there’s no fucking way I am going to memorize 12 numbers each for each damned case.
49.Telling me the price of the item when it doesn’t scan, does NOT count as a price check. And telling me “Ohh, I think it was 2.99 or something like that…” Certainly does NOT count. So I will have to page for a price check. Don’t scream at me and get wounded and upset that I don’t trust the almighty customer. You’re right. I don’t trust you.
50.No I can’t just make up a price for the item if it doesn’t scan. Are you retarded? Did your mother drop you on your head on purpose? This isn’t a garage sale. This is a grocery store. You moron.
51.You’re 5 cents short? What do you expect me to do about it? Your change is $2.99 don’t get upset when I give you $2.99. I asked if you had a penny. You said no. So it’s not my fault. IT’S YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
52. If you do not want an item, do not have enough money for an item and have no more use for the item. Please hand it to me. Do not stick it in the impulse bin, do not stuff it in the magazine rack, do not drop it onto the floor at the end of my till. HAND IT TO ME. I do not like having to pick up rotted/thawed food at the end of my shift. Not fun.
1.“Can I get a bag of ice?” I don’t know. Can you? May you? Certainly, you may.
2.Get your child off my security gate. It is NOT a jungle gym.
3.You drop something on my floor. You pick it up. Do not glare at me when I catch you littering. I will be the one sweeping it up later if you don’t. I don’t like sweeping.
4.Your child WILL sit in the seat provided in the cart. Not in the cart itself or on the end like a hood ornament. If you ignore my warnings and your child stands up and falls on his pretty head. You will not sue me, or the store. We will laugh at you. The rules are posted ON THE CART!
5.You will write the corresponding code on the bulk items. You will NOT dump assorted candies or bulk items in the same bag and put a random code on the bag. I will kill you.
6.You will tie up the bag after putting the code on the bag. You will not get angry at me when I pick up the bag and all your herbs/spices/candies/bullshit falls onto the floor. That is your fault for not taking boy scouts and not knowing simple knots. Idiot.
7.If you forget to write the code. Do not make excuses. Do not tell me there are no pens at the bins. I can see the bins from here. There are pens tied to each bin. There are tags available at each bin.
8.Do not get angry with me when I have to A: Look up the code in the book and B: have to call grocery to get the code. You are the idiot who doesn’t know how to write down the code on the bag. NOT ME!
9.When I ask you what the item is, do not tell me, “It’s a bun!” Or “It’s raisins.” Or, it’s a bagel, DUHHHHHHHHHH!” You get the idea. I know what basic food group it is, I need to know what type it is, you brainless moron.
10.Keep your children in order. Do not let them climb all over the next till and ‘play cashier’ It’s not cute and I sincerely doubt you will pay a technician when your child fucks up our registers.
11.Do not ask me if it’s busy/slow, when the store is packed with customers or it’s 2am and the store is dead. You can see this for yourself. Why ask me?? You know it’s busy, why ask me!?
12.When I’m trying to clean my register do not act like I’m doing you a great disservice and washing my belt and scale just to piss you off and slow you down. I cannot read your mind. 30 seconds ago you weren’t here and I was cleaning my belt because it’s covered in sugar, onion skins, flour and blood. Feel free to put your items down in blood. See if I give a fuck.
13.When I’m cleaning my belt, do not stand there and stamp your foot and glare at me. Do not make snotty comments as to me ‘making you’ put your groceries down in CHEMICALS. If you wait a bloody minute, I’ll have the belt cleaned and dried off for your majesty. Hold on for a fucking second!
14.I have wrecked both of my rotator cuffs, my shoulders are FUCKED and if I ask you to take the case of water, beer, or pop out of the cart please do it without glaring at me like I’m dirt. You put it in there, the least you can do is take it out.
15.Do NOT put your basket on the belt and expect me to pick things out for you, your MAJESTY! What? Are your arms broken? Bloody well take them out yourself!
16.Put the basket at the FRONT of the till where all the other baskets are! Do not stick them on the floor in the aisle, on the end of my till where I’m trying to put your groceries… Put them where I tell you, and don’t look at me like that!
17.If something doesn’t scan, don’t start getting huffy with me, I will have to call somebody from grocery. When the clerk finally does show up, do not announce after they’ve left to find the item, that you don’t need it after all. You will not do this. I will not let you. They have already gone looking for the item, they will be back in a moment.
18.Don’t ask me what my name is. My nametag is backwards for a reason. It is 3am and you smell funny and you’re drunk and stoned and you have no right to know my name. You’re insistent on knowing my name because I’m rude, because I won’t tell you my name and you want to report me? Okay. My name is Gertrude.
19.Do not expect me to get off my register and help you look for things, especially when I’m the only cashier here. I’m not your servant, but I will call somebody for you, to help you find it. What? Now you don’t want any help? If you’re trying to pick me up, I have a boyfriend thanks.
20.Please…. For the love of God…. BATHE!!!!!!!
21.If you have the munchies. That’s fine. But make sure you and your stoner friends have enough money. I don’t have the patience for people who purchase $80 worth of junk food and then make me void it off because they don’t have enough, then make me put it back on because you realized that your friend has money, but then realizes he doesn’t have enough and then you want me to void it off… I have to get a manager for each one of those voids. He also has his own things to do…
22.Night workers, Sears, call centers, factories. Do your shopping on your DAY OFF. I do. I do my shopping every Thursday on my day off… Think about that. Don’t come in here at 3a.m. and expect me to be all chipper. You may be done work but I’m stuck here until 8:30 a.m.
23.If your credit card/debit card isn’t working and is declined. TAKE MY WORD FOR IT! You have no money! Your card is broken. Go away!
24.If the debit machine isn’t working, stop swearing at it, banging it around. Go 100 feet to the left and take the money out of our bank machine. Dummy.
25.No you can’t bring your pets into the grocery store. There is FOOD in here. It’s against HEALTH REGULATIONS!!!!!!!!
26.No you can’t roller blade or skateboard in here. As I’ve told you before. If you want to come back here at 3a.m. and help the cleaner mop and scrape the marks off the floor, sure, go ahead. What are you doing up at 1 a.m. anyway!? Go home to Mommy and leave me alone.
27.Honey, if there aren’t any condoms in the ‘emergency’ section of the pharmacy, then we don’t have any available. No I can’t open the locked pharmacy gate. No. I guess you and little Suzie won’t be getting any nookie tonight. Bye-bye now.
28.No m’am. As I’ve said to countless others. We can’t open the pharmacy. It’s 4 a.m. and we don’t run the pharmacy. It’s independently owned. I know the shaving cream and things YOU need happen to be locked up in there, but there isn’t anything I can do. You complaining to me about that is like you complaining to Wal-Mart that McDonald’s burgers taste like ass. Come back at 9 a.m.
29.Can’t reach something? Ask a stock clerk. They have step stools and ladders. They can get it for you. Don’t climb the shelves. I will have to get off my register and beat you with my roll of paper towels.
30.No you can’t get photos/vacuum rentals/water cooler bottle redemptions here. It’s 2 a.m. and the courtesy counter is closed. It will reopen at 9 a.m. Do not have a hissy fit. Do not try to bargain with me and ask for it ‘just this once’. I do not have the authority and if I do what you ask. I will get in trouble. I am not willing to get written up for your goddamned water bottle. Capiche?
31.Do not leave the buggies at the end of my till, at the front of my till, abandoned in the aisles, shoved willy-nilly in the lobby, thrown haphazardly in the front doors. You’re blocking precious space and being an asshole and a lazy asshole at that. Put it away where you found it.
32.Do not have a conniption fit if I don’t scan and ask for your goddamned Airmiles. You probably only have 3 on the stupid card anyway. No I can’t scan it AFTER you’ve been given your change and receipt. What do you think this is? Magic Back In Time Land?
33.Don’t be angry if I ask you if you have Airmiles. I am forced to ask, by this corporation I work for. Do not get snippy or rude and certainly do not go digging in your purse after you’ve said no, wait until I’ve rang everything through, taken your money or debit, and THEN give me your card. You moron.
34.Do not scream at me about the prices of grapes, bulk items, organic items, your prescription, your ass cream… I have no control over these things. I just ring them in. If you don’t want them. That’s fine. I can always put them back later.
35.Do not empty your cart onto my belt and then wander away. I don’t read minds. I don’t know where you are, whether you’re coming back and I have a line of people forming.
36.Do not run off and say “I NEED MILK!” and leave half a cart of food on my belt. If you had stayed for more the 2.5 seconds and I’d been able to get a word in edgewise, I would have been able to tell you that I could page a stock clerk to get it. Dummy.
37.If I don’t make small talk, don’t take it as an insult. I probably feel ill right now, and if I open my mouth, I’ll probably puke on you. Do you still want to make small talk?
38.If I decide to make small talk, don’t look at me like I’m shit under your feet. I am human and just because I work in customer service doesn’t mean I’m any less than you. Did you know I have a journalism degree? Did you know I paint and sketch and sculpt? Did you know I’ve won writing competitions? Can you write your way out of a paper bag? Fuck you then.
39.Please… Please…. If you’re going to drool, bleed or pee. Don’t do it on my till. I swear, we have public washrooms, go do it there!
40.If you’re young enough to be dating my little sister, chances are, you have no chance with me. The ability to grow facial hair is a must, and besides sweetie. I have a boyfriend and he’s bigger than you. In more ways than one. So toddle off now and go watch Romper Room, stop hitting on cashiers.
41.Exotic ‘dancers’, I don’t care that you take off all your clothes. Or have the talent and amazing leg and arm muscles to climb poles upside down. Congratulations. What I don’t need from you is the attitude. If I ask you to put the basket back where it belongs, do not give me ‘tude.’ And by the way. Exotic Dancer ID is not sufficient for the sale of cigarettes.
42.We don’t sell cigarettes here. No I’m not lying to you. Yes. It IS 2 a.m. and no I don’t know where else they’d sell cigarettes at this time of night. No it’s not a conspiracy against you. And NO we don’t sell cigarettes! Why? Because it’s illegal due to the fact we have a pharmacy on the premises. No the pharmacy isn’t OPEN!
43.If we’re out of a sale item. Then we’re out. Not kidding you. Is it the grocery manager’s fault? Actually no. It’s idiots like you who come in and buy 30 of the sale item instead of a normal amount. We ordered enough, we just didn’t figure people would ignore the limits we imposed on goods and get sneaky with it.
44.If we have a limit of items. “Only 4 per customer” and you send all your kids and extended family to clean out the cooler and buy them individually… Don’t get upset with me when we figure out your scam.
45.If it says EXPRESS LANE 1-16 items. That means no more than 16 items. Do not come into my lane with two carts full of groceries and then get irate when I send you away. If I hear, “I don’t have time to read fucking signs!” come out of your mouth, I will punch you in the head.
46. My job is to take your groceries and punch them into the computer, if you, your child, your nephew, husband who thinks he's funny takes ANY of those items and scans them. I will punch you and your funny family in the head. Because once you've done that, chances are you've scanned it more than once, and we all know what happens when I need to void things... "Manager to cash 4 for override." and we all know you don't like waiting. So keep your fucking hands to yourself.
47.Just because it says EXPRESS LANE does NOT mean I’m supposed to move at the speed of light. I am human and we do not have self-check lanes so you’ll have to put up with me. I do not appreciate being talked down to by assholes, I’m ringing through your order as quick as I can, one more smart-ass remark and I’m going to shove this pineapple up your ass.
48.No. I DO need to scan all 403442392 of those fucking cans in your cart. Nobody’s more upset about this than me. Yes I do need you to lift up those cases of water, pop. I wasn’t made aware of the codes for those items, they are scanned by UPC and there’s no fucking way I am going to memorize 12 numbers each for each damned case.
49.Telling me the price of the item when it doesn’t scan, does NOT count as a price check. And telling me “Ohh, I think it was 2.99 or something like that…” Certainly does NOT count. So I will have to page for a price check. Don’t scream at me and get wounded and upset that I don’t trust the almighty customer. You’re right. I don’t trust you.
50.No I can’t just make up a price for the item if it doesn’t scan. Are you retarded? Did your mother drop you on your head on purpose? This isn’t a garage sale. This is a grocery store. You moron.
51.You’re 5 cents short? What do you expect me to do about it? Your change is $2.99 don’t get upset when I give you $2.99. I asked if you had a penny. You said no. So it’s not my fault. IT’S YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
52. If you do not want an item, do not have enough money for an item and have no more use for the item. Please hand it to me. Do not stick it in the impulse bin, do not stuff it in the magazine rack, do not drop it onto the floor at the end of my till. HAND IT TO ME. I do not like having to pick up rotted/thawed food at the end of my shift. Not fun.
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