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Well, it's Easter. And as usual, Friday and Saturday have been a mob scene. In keeping accordance with holiday miracles we have Sunday off as three-letter-store closes on that day.
Of course, we have our usual customers. I'll break them up into groups:
The Good
"Oh, you're gonna be closed on Sunday? I'm glad! You deserve time at home with your family."
"You're closed on Sunday? I respect that. I hope you have a good weekend!"
The Bad
A woman comes through my line, and she's buying the usual baskets and candy. "Are you going to have fresh young turkeys in tomorrow?"
"You might wanna pick it up now. We're going to be closed tomorrow."
"WHAT?! Why?"
"It's Easter, ma'am."
"Nobody told me!"
"There's been a sign on the door since March, ma'am."
"Well, I don't read signs! I don't want to buy a turkey today! I want to have it fresh tomorrow morning! I expect someone to be here tomorrow morning! You can tell your manager that!"
I hand her the receipt, saying blankly. "I'll pass that onto one, ma'am. Have a good day."
And the CREEPY
A guy comes up to me and asks for two dollars worth of quarters. He's holding a pack of strawberries as well. I give him the quarters and try to scan the strawberries, he says they're already paid for. I ask to see a receipt. He says he threw it away.
I say okay, do you know who checked you out? He goes "Oh, someone down that way." All 13 checkstands are open, dumbass. That doesn't help me. He can't remember a name, so I ask for a description. He can't give me that either.
I flag a manager down, and he goes (still smiling, amazingly) "Oh, okay. I'll go dig in the trash outside for the receipt." And goes outside. He comes back in later, and says he'll go ahead and pay for them "again." Yeah, you go with that.
And then, right before he leaves, he comes up to me and says, "Hey." I go, "Yes?"
He puts his arm around me, leans against my ear, and whispers creepily, "I really like your red hair."
Ewwwwwww. *shudder*
And a stoner bonus!
About two hours before I left, I get a guy who's visibly stoned and his skanky girlfriend. He hands me a five and says "Can I get change for this?"
"Sure. Into one-dollar bills?"
"Yeah, okay." I hand him five ones and he takes them. His girlfriend then asks for a pack of cigarettes. I card, go get them, and they give me money for that. As I'm giving him his change, he goes, "Why did we do the exchange at the start?"
"....because you asked for change for a five."
"Oh, okay."
And then I start ringing through his basket (which he left on the belt and didn't unpack, RAAAAGE) and then he goes, "Oh, we gotta pay again?"
I go, "Yes, I didn't know you wanted the cigarettes in the same transaction."
So I ring up his pizza, poptarts, and burritos (yeah, total munchies run) and he pays me again for that, all the while just looking blank. I wanted them to just leave my line. Don't get me wrong, got nothing against getting stoned, I really like stoners, but those guys were just annoying and not very fun.
Now I rest. Happy Easter, everybody.
Of course, we have our usual customers. I'll break them up into groups:
The Good
"Oh, you're gonna be closed on Sunday? I'm glad! You deserve time at home with your family."
"You're closed on Sunday? I respect that. I hope you have a good weekend!"
The Bad
A woman comes through my line, and she's buying the usual baskets and candy. "Are you going to have fresh young turkeys in tomorrow?"
"You might wanna pick it up now. We're going to be closed tomorrow."
"WHAT?! Why?"
"It's Easter, ma'am."
"Nobody told me!"
"There's been a sign on the door since March, ma'am."
"Well, I don't read signs! I don't want to buy a turkey today! I want to have it fresh tomorrow morning! I expect someone to be here tomorrow morning! You can tell your manager that!"
I hand her the receipt, saying blankly. "I'll pass that onto one, ma'am. Have a good day."
And the CREEPY
A guy comes up to me and asks for two dollars worth of quarters. He's holding a pack of strawberries as well. I give him the quarters and try to scan the strawberries, he says they're already paid for. I ask to see a receipt. He says he threw it away.
I say okay, do you know who checked you out? He goes "Oh, someone down that way." All 13 checkstands are open, dumbass. That doesn't help me. He can't remember a name, so I ask for a description. He can't give me that either.
I flag a manager down, and he goes (still smiling, amazingly) "Oh, okay. I'll go dig in the trash outside for the receipt." And goes outside. He comes back in later, and says he'll go ahead and pay for them "again." Yeah, you go with that.
And then, right before he leaves, he comes up to me and says, "Hey." I go, "Yes?"
He puts his arm around me, leans against my ear, and whispers creepily, "I really like your red hair."
Ewwwwwww. *shudder*
And a stoner bonus!
About two hours before I left, I get a guy who's visibly stoned and his skanky girlfriend. He hands me a five and says "Can I get change for this?"
"Sure. Into one-dollar bills?"
"Yeah, okay." I hand him five ones and he takes them. His girlfriend then asks for a pack of cigarettes. I card, go get them, and they give me money for that. As I'm giving him his change, he goes, "Why did we do the exchange at the start?"
"....because you asked for change for a five."
"Oh, okay."
And then I start ringing through his basket (which he left on the belt and didn't unpack, RAAAAGE) and then he goes, "Oh, we gotta pay again?"
I go, "Yes, I didn't know you wanted the cigarettes in the same transaction."
So I ring up his pizza, poptarts, and burritos (yeah, total munchies run) and he pays me again for that, all the while just looking blank. I wanted them to just leave my line. Don't get me wrong, got nothing against getting stoned, I really like stoners, but those guys were just annoying and not very fun.
Now I rest. Happy Easter, everybody.
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