(Pulling out the disco beats for some cheering up tonight again)
5, count them, 5 in about an hour at my Aid of Rite, and each of us got two assholes to deal with.
1. On my counter we have bottles of Aid Of Rite brand hand sanitizer we are supposed to sell for the quarterly competition thing, and they have a GIANT sign behind them that is hard to miss that says "BUY ONE GET ONE FREE". I had just finished ringing out a customer, when he grabs one of the bottles, opens it, squirts some sanitizer out and rubs his hands.
"Excuse me, that is not for your personal use."
"Ok." *walks off*
2. Our photo machine needs a new screen because the calibration is WAY off and no amount of fixing it has done anything. Woman comes up and throws a fit at SM because the screen is broken and there is no sign.
"We are keeping that kiosk open because our today prints are broken and we need to be able to do express prints."
"YOU NEED TO PUT UP A SIGN THAT THE MACHINE IS BROKEN! HOW DARE EVERYTHING BE BROKEN IN THIS PLACE? YOU NEED TO FIX IT!"
"We have a new screen on the way."
"BUT THIS ONE IS BROKEN NOW WHY IS THERE NOT A SIGN? FROTH RAGE BLARGH"
3. I'm in line paying for some sweet onion chips and a "Milky Galaxy" bar in dark chocolate (om nom nom). I have the chips but not the bar. The guy behind me is getting huffy because I have to reach over to the side to get the bar. I turn around after paying and guy is less than 2 inches from me hurrying me up so he can pay. Cashier A2 asks for ID, he throws a bitch fit that he was born in 1974 and this FUCKING CRAZY we ask for an ID.
4. I am back from lunch and another guy comes up with beer and his father-in law. A2 asks for ID, guy pulls out a cracked and beaten up license. Guy is way old enough but still.
"I cannot accept this, I am sorry."
"THIS IS FUCKING CRAZY YOU ARE GOING TO DENY MY 72 YEAR OLD FATHER IN LAW BEER?!?"
"I am so sorry, have a good day."
5. Similarly, I was trying to explain the rewards program to an older woman and this pushy bitch had to interrupt for a pack of "Small Mall" cigarettes and SHE WAS IN A HURRY.
Radioactive Squirrels From The Planet Zork
I had a splint on my finger for 2 weeks to help it heal from a sprain from a counterfeit dollar (I posted about it a couple weeks ago if you want the story). I wear wrist braces to help my carpal tunnel and everyone ignored those. I got asked by every other customer every day I worked for those 2 weeks, "WHAT DID YOU DO."
"I sprained it."
"HOW?!?"
"I slammed it."
I BADLY wanted to tell someone that it got bitten by radioactive squirrels from the planet Zork to get them to stop asking. I didn't get the chance, I took the splint off today and my finger's been fine since.
You Short Shit
I wish I had told this guy to fuck off because he would NOT stop commenting on how short I was. "You LITTLE shit" "Shorty" "Shrimpy". Finally he went away.
How Many Techs Does It Take To Fix A Photo Machine?
Three. One to do the work and all three to stand around shooting the breeze and interrupting traffic flow in photo and then at the registers and then in the office. SM told them that they needed to either fix the machine or get out of the office so she could do her work.
Bonus: Irony
"Good afternoon, thank you for calling Aid of Rite, this is ralerin speaking, how may I help you?"
*child wailing extremely close by* "Do you do WIC?"
"No we do not. We accept foodstamp and SNAP"
"*CHILD SCREAMS DIRECTLY INTO PHONE*"
"OWWWWWW!!!" *i slap hand directly over ear*
"TREASURE STOP THAT *CLICK*"
Treasure? More like DEMON.
5, count them, 5 in about an hour at my Aid of Rite, and each of us got two assholes to deal with.
1. On my counter we have bottles of Aid Of Rite brand hand sanitizer we are supposed to sell for the quarterly competition thing, and they have a GIANT sign behind them that is hard to miss that says "BUY ONE GET ONE FREE". I had just finished ringing out a customer, when he grabs one of the bottles, opens it, squirts some sanitizer out and rubs his hands.
"Excuse me, that is not for your personal use."
"Ok." *walks off*
2. Our photo machine needs a new screen because the calibration is WAY off and no amount of fixing it has done anything. Woman comes up and throws a fit at SM because the screen is broken and there is no sign.
"We are keeping that kiosk open because our today prints are broken and we need to be able to do express prints."
"YOU NEED TO PUT UP A SIGN THAT THE MACHINE IS BROKEN! HOW DARE EVERYTHING BE BROKEN IN THIS PLACE? YOU NEED TO FIX IT!"
"We have a new screen on the way."
"BUT THIS ONE IS BROKEN NOW WHY IS THERE NOT A SIGN? FROTH RAGE BLARGH"
3. I'm in line paying for some sweet onion chips and a "Milky Galaxy" bar in dark chocolate (om nom nom). I have the chips but not the bar. The guy behind me is getting huffy because I have to reach over to the side to get the bar. I turn around after paying and guy is less than 2 inches from me hurrying me up so he can pay. Cashier A2 asks for ID, he throws a bitch fit that he was born in 1974 and this FUCKING CRAZY we ask for an ID.
4. I am back from lunch and another guy comes up with beer and his father-in law. A2 asks for ID, guy pulls out a cracked and beaten up license. Guy is way old enough but still.
"I cannot accept this, I am sorry."
"THIS IS FUCKING CRAZY YOU ARE GOING TO DENY MY 72 YEAR OLD FATHER IN LAW BEER?!?"
"I am so sorry, have a good day."
5. Similarly, I was trying to explain the rewards program to an older woman and this pushy bitch had to interrupt for a pack of "Small Mall" cigarettes and SHE WAS IN A HURRY.
Radioactive Squirrels From The Planet Zork
I had a splint on my finger for 2 weeks to help it heal from a sprain from a counterfeit dollar (I posted about it a couple weeks ago if you want the story). I wear wrist braces to help my carpal tunnel and everyone ignored those. I got asked by every other customer every day I worked for those 2 weeks, "WHAT DID YOU DO."
"I sprained it."
"HOW?!?"
"I slammed it."
I BADLY wanted to tell someone that it got bitten by radioactive squirrels from the planet Zork to get them to stop asking. I didn't get the chance, I took the splint off today and my finger's been fine since.
You Short Shit
I wish I had told this guy to fuck off because he would NOT stop commenting on how short I was. "You LITTLE shit" "Shorty" "Shrimpy". Finally he went away.
How Many Techs Does It Take To Fix A Photo Machine?
Three. One to do the work and all three to stand around shooting the breeze and interrupting traffic flow in photo and then at the registers and then in the office. SM told them that they needed to either fix the machine or get out of the office so she could do her work.
Bonus: Irony
"Good afternoon, thank you for calling Aid of Rite, this is ralerin speaking, how may I help you?"
*child wailing extremely close by* "Do you do WIC?"
"No we do not. We accept foodstamp and SNAP"
"*CHILD SCREAMS DIRECTLY INTO PHONE*"
"OWWWWWW!!!" *i slap hand directly over ear*
"TREASURE STOP THAT *CLICK*"
Treasure? More like DEMON.
Comment