Rude/Uneducated Kid

[Discourtesy Clerk]

Well, I don't know about other stores, but mine tends to ask customers if they need a bag for their milk/juice jugs. A manager told me we weren't actually supposed to ask...but everyone does. The reason is that even if we don't put it in a bag by default, a lot of people ask to have one, and of course Customers Are God. ( ) We're supposed to save bags, but it doesn't necessarily work that way.

And yeah, bagging it because it might leak isn't exactly confident, but it's practical. All the containers for all our store-brand crap really really suck. As do our bags. Like wet paper. You do not even want to know how many times a day I have to run across the store to replace a leaky milk carton. Earlier today, there were so many leaky cartons in the utility drain area that the stench knocked me back when I went to add another one.

[Hempress]

The worst is when customers want a bag for a jug of milk. I never really understood that. It's hard to find a bag that is strong enough to hold a jug of milk, and besides, the jug itself has a handle on it so it's not that hard to carry. I once had this lady bitch at me because I didn't offer her a bag for her jug of milk. Apparently, I was supposed to have known that she was walking...

For those of you wondering why someone would ask for a milk gallon in a bag, this is why I ask for one. I have a lot of stairs I have to climb to get to my apartment. Usually I have to carry not only whatever groceries I bought, but also my purse, my son, and his diaper bag. Putting the milk in a bag makes it so much easier for me to carry everything at one time.

[Mixed Bag]

Whatever works; I'm just surprised that here in CA, of all places, the stores I visit would be so forthcoming with baggery when I hear of all these others that aren't.

Speaking of trips to the apartment, I find myself bagging myself or asking that all cold items go together in case I only want to bring those in right away.

I can live with leaky milk; what I disliked was when I bought the wrong kind because the colour scheme for nonfat v. lowfat changed (I think it was a new brand), and I only drink nonfat because everything else tastes like lard to me. *duck*

I imagine lots of customers pick the wrong brand when they want the buy-2-and-save deal, or buy an odd number of the eligible brand. Here's a tip: If the special brand in your store is Good Day (as it is where I shop), tell them they can remember it by knowing the discount requires a "Good Day mate."

[LostMyMind]

Mixed Bag that's funny. I doubt many folks know what lard taste like. (Shortening is not lard) But I'm with you, I don't care for the "taste" of grease. Cook it in the grease and then get the grease off the food.

[ds_36]

A friend of mine actually encountered a kid like this on a subway in California. Kid was going through the car holding out his hand at people in the car. Amazingly, people were giving him money. He got to my friend and my friend just said "Oh, HELL, no."

Rest of the trip, the stupid kid acted like my friend had hurt his feelings. I guess he'd never gotten THAT response before.

Try the subway in nyc, only the tourists are stupid enough to give those people money. Of course most of them also have these sob stories about how unlucky they are and blah blah blah...

[blackberry_belle]

At the grocery store I work at, the baggers AUTOMATICALLY put the milk in a bag. The first time I saw/experienced that (and almost every time since) I was like . Now I try to pay attention and say, "Please don't put the milk in a bag!" Baggers, in turn, give me the look.

I don't understand, I really don't.

I automatically but milk in the bag these days because before when I asked if they wanted a bag for their milk, most customers gave me the "Well, DUH" expression and said tersely, "Yes, if you don't mind." I got tired of it. At least 85% of people want a bag for their milk. Ugh, such waste.

[Lace Neil Singer]

Well, at the place I work milk regularly leaks and our bags are crap.

[Anakah]

Ack... I'm one of those people who ask for their milk in a bag... And maybe a double if the bag is weak... But the only reason is because I live on the second floor and its easier to carry up my groceries. I really hate making a second trip down the flights of stairs. So its bascially cuz I'm lazy.

Though when I worked at Mikasa I had some snobby woman who wanted all of her ten items in separate little bags. THAT was annoying.

I would've told that little brat to get money from his damn parents. Its rude as hell to just ask some stranger if they have money! He could've gotten this:
"NO, but I have some candy in my car.... Wanna see?"

Where the hell was the parent??? That kid could've gotten snatched up so easily. GRR.

[DGoddessChardonnay]

I ran into a kid like this at the grocery store the other night. He was at the candy machine near the door as I was leaving, and apparently he didn't have enough money for whatever it was he wanted because he planted himelf square in my path and said, "You got fifty cents?"

I did, and thought what the hell, might as well, so I gave it to him, but said as I handed it to him, "Here, but it's really not a good idea to ask perfect strangers for money."

I wouldn't have dared trying that when I was little.

I was raised not to talk to strangers, let alone ask one for money. My grandmother was strange that way

And why is it that it's usually around grocery or convenience stores where they like to hang out? I can't make a quick smoke stop without some panhandler asking "Yo? Got a dollar? Got fifty cent?"

I used to talk back to them. "I should be asking YOU that question. You've probably got more money on you than I have and I WORK for a living."

Nowadays I just walk by them like they aren't there.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

Around here, every one of them starts out with "Excuse me! May I talk to you a moment?" To which I usually say, none too nicely, "No."

They frequently adopt this startled, hurt look and say "Now, why you gotta be like that?"

"Because I'm a nasty bitch. I'm not giving you any money, so fk off and stop hassling me."

Sometimes I feel charitable, so I say "I'm not giving you any money. But please, go ahead."

And they give me thier song and dance, then ask for money. THEN I say "Fk off and stop hassling me."

I was with a male friend out by the fountain in Five Points (dining/club venue in town) when one came up and actually said "So, which of you wears the pants?"

Of course I said "Me. I wear the pants."

Panhandler: (startled) Uh...okay. Can I talk to..."

Me: "No. Fk off and stop hassling us."

Panhandler:

Me: "Take a hike before you get pepper sprayed."

Panhandler: (adopting Standard Panhandler Hurt Look #46) shuffles off.

Male Friend: You realize of course that now YOU are the asshole, right?

Me: Oh, of course. I'm sure if I were a better person, that would bother me.



I really don't have a lot of use for a trifling, lazy man who won't work.

[Kiwi]

Ugh I hate carrying a cold milk jug any distance, I always have my milk bagged.

When I have to catch the bus (once in a blue moon) the kids that hang around ask me if they can buy a ciggeratte off me

I dont even freaking smoke...and if I did, im not selling a minor one

AND if I was, it wouldnt be for 50 freaking cents...black market prices $2 a pop

[Sofar]

Save your money for charities. If you're really feeling so low on karma that you're considering giving money to a tramp then give to the local hospital, or something. I only give money to people on the street if they're holding an accordian, or possibly a saw and a violin-bow.

[jnd4rusty]

That reminds me of what happened the other night at work. I was out having a well deserved break and a smoke. There was two young gentleman STANDING at the drive thru speaker (we still can't figure out how they tripped the sensor) anyways they put in their order and then proceeded to walk up to the car that was in front of them. Just for a quick bit of info..we normally would have frowned upon such behavior but our dining room is closed for remodeling and we only have the drive open. (that is a whole new thread in itself) So anyways these young guys glance over to me and one of them comes up to me and asks for a cigarette. I was quite cranky and my response was "NO, get a job and support your own habit!!" He in turn says "well I have applied here but you won't hire me!" LOL Tough luck then!! Smokes are way to expensive to dole out to just anyone (and they will get even more expensive because South Dakotans just voted on a $1.00 per pack cigarette tax!!) Okay I am hijacking the thread..SORRY

[Seanette]

And why is it that it's usually around grocery or convenience stores where they like to hang out? I can't make a quick smoke stop without some panhandler asking "Yo? Got a dollar? Got fifty cent?"

I used to talk back to them. "I should be asking YOU that question. You've probably got more money on you than I have and I WORK for a living."

Nowadays I just walk by them like they aren't there.

I generally go the "you're not even there" route, since I'm not really the confrontational type with strangers. I do get nervous about the panhandlers here, since they seem to be a lot more pushy than in other places I've been. They'll get a good deal closer, use a more demanding tone of voice, etc., which makes a shortish woman with lousy vision and bad hips quite nervous (90+% are male and bigger than I am). To make matters worse, a significant percentage seem to be rather psychologically shaky.

That's one thing I like about the convenience store a few blocks away: they actively chase off panhandlers on their property (and one clerk who usually works evenings is a very tall, substantial young man. Very nice guy with customers, zero tolerance for panhandlers hassling his customers). I've commented to several employees on how much I appreciate that, since I do feel a lot safer going over there if I can count on not getting accosted by apparently unstable men demanding handouts.

[Sofar]

He in turn says "well I have applied here but you won't hire me!"

That's because you're unemployable. Work on that. Boss-man once actually offered a job to the panhandler whom hung out outside our door, (at least three times a day someone would come in and buy some food for him.) Boss said he could shower in the old bathroom in the basement, (the only one in the building that has a bathtub,) and sleep in the attic until he got back on his feet. Well, turns out that one, he wasn't homeless, he was living with his sister down the road, and two, he makes forty dollars a day at this.