I just got off work. I was checking out my last customer and noticed it was 5:00, so flipped my light off. Some woman came up to my lane (and she was not even near the front lanes when I flipped my light) and I said, "I'm closing this lane." The only reaponse was cat-butt face. I punched out and went to get a couple of items and waited patiently for the lady ahead of me. It was a situation where a supervisor had to take over the transaction, since my coworker was too young to sell alcohol. It was not a big deal, but a bit time-consuming, as sup had a customer at the service desk. Well, that was all about finished when another lady came up and almost cut ahead of me as I was waiting with my stuff on the counter. OK--brain burp--but then she asked if she could be rung up at the service desk. Shouldn't that have been me, since I was there first? And I only had 2 items.
bonus kind-of work sighting: My coworker told me that on the way in to work she received word her boyfriend was breaking up with her. Via text message. Did I mention on the way to work? Now, that's sucky.
bonus kind-of work sighting: My coworker told me that on the way in to work she received word her boyfriend was breaking up with her. Via text message. Did I mention on the way to work? Now, that's sucky.


At the time I had morphine, midrin and valium in the bedroom, he could have really caused some stir at an ER with the contents of my desk. Knowing the kind of people he hung out with, I wasn't putting any of the 'good stuff' where anybody wandering into the flat could grab it. Though in retrospect, he probably didn't realize that I never took codeine, it doesn't work on me but the university clinic handed it out like candy back then.


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