So I work 2 jobs, one 8-5 M-F and the other part time nights and weekends. This means I occasionally work 14 hours a day.
The other night I am working alone in the children's department, trying to suppress the urge to run from the building and never return.
I had two very memorable SCs
Rudeness runs in the family
I am folding a table of very small shirts on one side of the kids department. I have a couple of customers and I'm keeping an eye on them to see if they need anything. We have some clothes on high racks that you need to use the little metal hook thing to get down. I hear a loud noise and look over to the other end of the department and see a 15 or 16 year old yanking down about 5 footsie pajamas off the high rank. I then see her fling another couple of items off other high racks. I make my way over there to see if I can help her and her extended family. I find that they have left a giant pile of pajamas just sitting on the rack below. I grab the metal hook thing to hang them back up. As I'm struggling to hook all the hangers on the rack I hear the mother of the 15 or 16 year old girl bark at me from the register:
"We're ready to check out now"
I was so pissed off that I'm sitting here struggling to clean up their mess I just barked back "Yeah"
Then she argued every price of everything that I rang up.
When you've paid for your stuff, it's time to move
A very nice Mexican man and his 4 daughters came up to my register with a pile of clothes and shoes. He doesn't speak much English but he asked me to check the price on a Hannah Montana toy. He decides he doesn't want it so his youngest daughter starts crying hysterically. No big deal, yet.
I finish ringing him up and he pays. Then his wife comes up and starts talking to him in Spanish and pulling all the stuff he just bought out of the bags. They just sit there at my register and argue. Finally she says she wants to return 6 pairs of underwear and buy a six pack instead. So I do the return and ring up the 6 pack. The little girl is still crying.
They stand there, all their bags packed, paid and talk and talk in Spanish to each other.
There is a lady in line behind them and I was thinking about having her move over to the register next to me so I can ring her up there, but she just elbows her way between the family of 6 blocking my register and buys her 1 item.
Come on! That poor lady had to deal with the nonstop crying and Spanish conversation 2 inches away from her while she's trying to pay.
The Mexican family finally bought the Hannah Montana toy to make the little one shut up and then they left. So rude.
The other night I am working alone in the children's department, trying to suppress the urge to run from the building and never return.
I had two very memorable SCs
Rudeness runs in the family
I am folding a table of very small shirts on one side of the kids department. I have a couple of customers and I'm keeping an eye on them to see if they need anything. We have some clothes on high racks that you need to use the little metal hook thing to get down. I hear a loud noise and look over to the other end of the department and see a 15 or 16 year old yanking down about 5 footsie pajamas off the high rank. I then see her fling another couple of items off other high racks. I make my way over there to see if I can help her and her extended family. I find that they have left a giant pile of pajamas just sitting on the rack below. I grab the metal hook thing to hang them back up. As I'm struggling to hook all the hangers on the rack I hear the mother of the 15 or 16 year old girl bark at me from the register:
"We're ready to check out now"
I was so pissed off that I'm sitting here struggling to clean up their mess I just barked back "Yeah"
Then she argued every price of everything that I rang up.
When you've paid for your stuff, it's time to move
A very nice Mexican man and his 4 daughters came up to my register with a pile of clothes and shoes. He doesn't speak much English but he asked me to check the price on a Hannah Montana toy. He decides he doesn't want it so his youngest daughter starts crying hysterically. No big deal, yet.
I finish ringing him up and he pays. Then his wife comes up and starts talking to him in Spanish and pulling all the stuff he just bought out of the bags. They just sit there at my register and argue. Finally she says she wants to return 6 pairs of underwear and buy a six pack instead. So I do the return and ring up the 6 pack. The little girl is still crying.
They stand there, all their bags packed, paid and talk and talk in Spanish to each other.
There is a lady in line behind them and I was thinking about having her move over to the register next to me so I can ring her up there, but she just elbows her way between the family of 6 blocking my register and buys her 1 item.
Come on! That poor lady had to deal with the nonstop crying and Spanish conversation 2 inches away from her while she's trying to pay.
The Mexican family finally bought the Hannah Montana toy to make the little one shut up and then they left. So rude.
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