This was at Panera a few weeks ago. I was about 3rd or 4th in line, and one of the workers was brand new and being trained by the others. Okay, this is a pretty good Panera, I've seen them work well together as a team.
The line moved forward, and the Trainer went off to make a specialty drink for a customer. Just before she leaves, she said to the Newby, "Find out what the next customer in line wants, and see if you can start entering it on the cash register. I'll be right back."
The woman in front of me was the next customer, and she was reading the menu board and hadn't realized she was now up.
Newby turns her yearning gaze to the woman in line, and she stared meaningfully at the customer. She tried a wistful smile. She pleaded with her eyes. Newby even stared helplessly at me, casting significant glances at the woman in front of me. Not once did she so much as clear her throat. She looked and she looked hard and she looked intensely, but not once did she say those seemingly impossible words, "Can I help who is next?"
Since I work in customer service, I could not believe that such a simple concept as saying something, anything, should be so difficult. I stared back. On the job, I have developed a voice that makes the windows shake, but I make it as cheerful as it is loud. I figured that if she can't do this, she better find another job. Even a simple, "Hi!" probably would have worked.
Only the return of the Trainer saved the day. Trainer was a little surprised that we were all just standing there, but she called the woman up ("There! Did you hear that? That's how it works!") and got the line moving again.
The line moved forward, and the Trainer went off to make a specialty drink for a customer. Just before she leaves, she said to the Newby, "Find out what the next customer in line wants, and see if you can start entering it on the cash register. I'll be right back."
The woman in front of me was the next customer, and she was reading the menu board and hadn't realized she was now up.
Newby turns her yearning gaze to the woman in line, and she stared meaningfully at the customer. She tried a wistful smile. She pleaded with her eyes. Newby even stared helplessly at me, casting significant glances at the woman in front of me. Not once did she so much as clear her throat. She looked and she looked hard and she looked intensely, but not once did she say those seemingly impossible words, "Can I help who is next?"
Since I work in customer service, I could not believe that such a simple concept as saying something, anything, should be so difficult. I stared back. On the job, I have developed a voice that makes the windows shake, but I make it as cheerful as it is loud. I figured that if she can't do this, she better find another job. Even a simple, "Hi!" probably would have worked.
Only the return of the Trainer saved the day. Trainer was a little surprised that we were all just standing there, but she called the woman up ("There! Did you hear that? That's how it works!") and got the line moving again.
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