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I just realized I never told this story on here before! It is the classic tale of a lady, a credit card swiper, and the lack of a brain...
To start the story we must set the tone, it is me mid afternoon and I am standing around manning the register at "Large home improvement store that rimes with "Toes"" when a middle aged lady comes through my lane. She seems generally harmless. A small smile, a slight complaint about a sale item we were out of that we really should have had more in. Usual stuff, the transaction was wrapping up and I was already letting my brain go back to no customer dead zone when I noticed her having trouble with the card swiper.
Lets Begin...
RK-- Me
DL--Dumb Lady
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RK-- Can I help you with that?
DL- *Swiping card furiously then slashing wildly with pen* This....thing....wont...work!
RK- Um, swipe the other side of the card, the side with the stripe.
DL- Oh! *Swipes card. Starts punching numbers with fingers*
RK- *face palm* You have to use the pen mam. "No clue why she used the pen in the first place then stopped..."
DL-*Sighs. Picks up pen and punches in numbers. Goes to sign name* This pen won't work!
RK- Oh well let me..
DL- It's out of ink! I thought it was marking those numbers awfully light! This is stupid, you should really refill these!
RK....... It runs on electricity....
DL- Well then it's out of electricity! How hard is it to refill these things? What do they train you for?
She paid her stuff and walked out muttering about how lazy we all were. And I spent the rest of the day wondering how exactly someone would refill an electric pen...
To start the story we must set the tone, it is me mid afternoon and I am standing around manning the register at "Large home improvement store that rimes with "Toes"" when a middle aged lady comes through my lane. She seems generally harmless. A small smile, a slight complaint about a sale item we were out of that we really should have had more in. Usual stuff, the transaction was wrapping up and I was already letting my brain go back to no customer dead zone when I noticed her having trouble with the card swiper.
Lets Begin...
RK-- Me
DL--Dumb Lady
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
RK-- Can I help you with that?
DL- *Swiping card furiously then slashing wildly with pen* This....thing....wont...work!
RK- Um, swipe the other side of the card, the side with the stripe.
DL- Oh! *Swipes card. Starts punching numbers with fingers*
RK- *face palm* You have to use the pen mam. "No clue why she used the pen in the first place then stopped..."
DL-*Sighs. Picks up pen and punches in numbers. Goes to sign name* This pen won't work!
RK- Oh well let me..
DL- It's out of ink! I thought it was marking those numbers awfully light! This is stupid, you should really refill these!
RK....... It runs on electricity....
DL- Well then it's out of electricity! How hard is it to refill these things? What do they train you for?
She paid her stuff and walked out muttering about how lazy we all were. And I spent the rest of the day wondering how exactly someone would refill an electric pen...
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