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Before my current job I worked as a cashier, and later in the deli for one of the big supermarket chains. I liked being a cashier. I was good at it and I had astonishing luck for never getting a crazy customer. I worked as a cashier for a year, and it was eight months before I had my first SC. After that the luck was broken and I had to deal with them like everyone else 
To make matters worse, this SC was my science teacher the previous year. The one who had me moved down into class six after I came first in my grade during the end of year tests
She pulled in with her family, I said hello and went to work on her groceries. Halfway through her trolley she decided she needed to duck in to the chemist next door.
SC: My wise and caring science teacher
SCH: SC's husband
Me: In the flesh, baby...
SC: I'm going into *chemist*, can you remember what phone credit we need?
SCH: A $20 cap, and two $50 caps?
SC: No! two $20 caps and a $50.
SCH: Okay, I'll remember.
SC: You'd better.
Me: Sorry to interrupt, but if you'd like I could do the phone credit now?
SC: No, no, I have to go. Give me that notepad and a pen and I'll write it down.
Me: Oh, okay. *hands over stationary*
She scribbles it down and leaves. SCH snatches up the note and says he'll do the phone credit at the end. Whatever! So we reach the end of the order and I get him to hand it over. It says two $20 caps and a $50 cap. Exactly as SC instructed SCH before. I punch them in, total the order and SCH pays for it. As they're wheeling out the trolley SC returns and snatches up the reciept, scanning it like a hawk. Dun dun dun...
SC: You did the credit wrong!
Me: *thinks
h, crap, I must've put it in wrong.* Sorry ma'am, let me see what I can do! *flicks on light for a supervisor, rings the bell etc etc*
SC: I can't believe you got it wrong! I wrote it down and everything!
Me: I do apologise ma'am -
SC: I specifically said one $20 cap and two $50 caps!
Me: *uhhh, what?* I think the note you gave me said one $50 and two $20s.
SCH: No it didn't!
SC: Obviously you pay as much attention in maths as you do in science.
Wouldn't english class be more appropriate, given that is where one learns to read?
Me: I'm sure it did say that, let me check...*pulls crumpled paper out of trash* It says one $50 and two $20s.
SC: That's ridiculous, give me that! *snatch* You must have misinterpreted my plain english!
A supervisor arrives just as she is reviewing what is clearly her hand writing asking for one $50 credit cap and two $20 caps. Then the real fun begins, because there are no refunds for phone credit. Cue apoplexy.
My supervisor was cool enough to take her down to the service desk so I could help the wonderfully patient couple waiting. I later heard that they argued until they were given a $30 cap for free to make up for the extra credit they.didn't.order
To make matters worse, this SC was my science teacher the previous year. The one who had me moved down into class six after I came first in my grade during the end of year tests
She pulled in with her family, I said hello and went to work on her groceries. Halfway through her trolley she decided she needed to duck in to the chemist next door.
SC: My wise and caring science teacher
SCH: SC's husband
Me: In the flesh, baby...
SC: I'm going into *chemist*, can you remember what phone credit we need?
SCH: A $20 cap, and two $50 caps?
SC: No! two $20 caps and a $50.
SCH: Okay, I'll remember.
SC: You'd better.
Me: Sorry to interrupt, but if you'd like I could do the phone credit now?
SC: No, no, I have to go. Give me that notepad and a pen and I'll write it down.
Me: Oh, okay. *hands over stationary*
She scribbles it down and leaves. SCH snatches up the note and says he'll do the phone credit at the end. Whatever! So we reach the end of the order and I get him to hand it over. It says two $20 caps and a $50 cap. Exactly as SC instructed SCH before. I punch them in, total the order and SCH pays for it. As they're wheeling out the trolley SC returns and snatches up the reciept, scanning it like a hawk. Dun dun dun...
SC: You did the credit wrong!
Me: *thinks
h, crap, I must've put it in wrong.* Sorry ma'am, let me see what I can do! *flicks on light for a supervisor, rings the bell etc etc*SC: I can't believe you got it wrong! I wrote it down and everything!
Me: I do apologise ma'am -
SC: I specifically said one $20 cap and two $50 caps!
Me: *uhhh, what?* I think the note you gave me said one $50 and two $20s.
SCH: No it didn't!
SC: Obviously you pay as much attention in maths as you do in science.
Wouldn't english class be more appropriate, given that is where one learns to read?
Me: I'm sure it did say that, let me check...*pulls crumpled paper out of trash* It says one $50 and two $20s.
SC: That's ridiculous, give me that! *snatch* You must have misinterpreted my plain english!
A supervisor arrives just as she is reviewing what is clearly her hand writing asking for one $50 credit cap and two $20 caps. Then the real fun begins, because there are no refunds for phone credit. Cue apoplexy.
My supervisor was cool enough to take her down to the service desk so I could help the wonderfully patient couple waiting. I later heard that they argued until they were given a $30 cap for free to make up for the extra credit they.didn't.order
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
Sickening.
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