I only have a couple people today, one is a bag hag, one is a manager and the other is a notorious crazy. I also have a small Praise for nice people. I had other SCs this weekend but they didn't grate my skin enough for me to bother posting about them. So here we go.
I work at Aid of Rite.
Nobody's Holding A Gun To Your Head, Lady
Whoo, when a bag hag manages to piss off Manager So, you know that she is going to be difficult. First manager So marches up to the register with a gallon of water, the store brand, "Check the price please!" so I did and it's $1.59. Manager turns to the old lady who followed her and said, "No, see, it's marked in the flyer, we don't carry the plain water, all we have are these jugs and the distilled water!" Bag Hag was not satisfied. "Well, it's in the flyer, you MUST give it to me for 88 cents!"
"Ok, but it's a misprint because we don't carry the kind of water shown in the picture!"
So Bag Hag goes off to do her shopping and it gets busy so me and Coworker are ringing customers. When it quiets down, she pulls up and begins demanding everything be double bagged in plastic and oh you don't put that in this bag, it goes here and what do you MEAN that's the biggest bag you carry for holding those giant 12 packs of toilet paper rolls? You have bigger bags than that! She won't be able to carry it up to her apartment! Bad customer service! She's so disappointed!! Eleventy!!!11!~!
When she came back a few minutes later when we got busy again she snapped, "You overcharged me for my pepper!"
Me: *pokes through flyer* "Nope, I didn't, it says EXCLUDES pepper."
"Well I will return these and get them somewhere else! I'm so disappointed and upset and WHY are you taking so long?!?"
Finally she shoves off.
Is This The Tobacca Counter?
As I'm about to pull my register and go home, BANG there's a line of 10+ people waiting in line and I'm grumbling under my breath. The phone rings and I answer it. "Yeah, is this the tobacca counter?"
"...Yes, what can I grab for you?" Keep in mind I'm elbow deep with customers
"Well, I'm Timmy Demoins and I'm lookin' for a can a Zig Zag, can ya grab it for me?"
Me: OH FUDGE FUDGE FUDGE
"Yep, sure, gimmie a sec to see if I can someone to grab it for you." *hold* "Timmy Demoins' looking for Zig Zag, Manager So," I sigh.
Timmy Demoins, I know I mentioned here before but he one of those guys who will chat your ears off with his deluded conspiracy theories about the Iraqis and the war and President Obama. He is a bit...mad...to say it nicely and he's getting help for it, but he is literally the very last person I want to talk to when I've got people waiting in lines. Think of him like a phone version of the Loach.
Taking Credit Where Credit Is Not Due
Someone rearranged the cigarette case last week so everything is all nice and neat and in order. Manager A took credit for it saying, "Oh yes, I did this, it's so nice now" and I believed her since it seemed like something she would do. Come to find out, it was actually a coworker who did it. *sigh*
Nice People In The World
I saved the good for last.
This next gentleman came in no less than 4 times to my line to buy random things for his "friend", the last being a musical "I'm So Sexy" singing card. He was actually nice, very nice, made me laugh and gave me over $20 to go buy lunch with. I kept telling him, "I can't accept it, I can't, I can pay for my own lunch" but he was having none of it. So I rang up a fake sale and threw the money into my drawer, as I am supposed to do. We also had some soldiers dressed in full camo gear today and several men were paying for their purchases as a sign of respect. It's still awesome to have nice people in the world.