I was called halfway across the store this morning to help a cashier bag while her bagger was outside (I'll detail that insanity in a Morons in Management post)... but cashier was bagging her own things... so, why was I there? Oh, to put completed bags in the customer's cart? Eh...
Cashier and I are both confused and a bit angry at this decision that, because I am dead at my end of the store, I should be helping bag... cashier sets a bag down just on the edge of the conveyor belt, and customer and I watch as the bag tips over and spills... the top item in the bag, off the belt, onto the floor.
Yeah, a roll of paper towels fell on the floor.
Customer yells: "HEY! I'M SORRY YOU'RE ANGRY, BUT DON'T TAKE IT OUT ON MY GROCERIES!"
Me: *thinking* "My poor paper towels! They're so fragile! I never actually open them, I have amassed a hoard in my closet..."
Cashier and I are both confused and a bit angry at this decision that, because I am dead at my end of the store, I should be helping bag... cashier sets a bag down just on the edge of the conveyor belt, and customer and I watch as the bag tips over and spills... the top item in the bag, off the belt, onto the floor.
Yeah, a roll of paper towels fell on the floor.
Customer yells: "HEY! I'M SORRY YOU'RE ANGRY, BUT DON'T TAKE IT OUT ON MY GROCERIES!"
Me: *thinking* "My poor paper towels! They're so fragile! I never actually open them, I have amassed a hoard in my closet..."






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