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CHICKEN!
I'm really getting tired of this... woman comes up with two of our store-cooked, large chickens... and scans one.
W: "Why is this $7.99?"
J: Son of a! "That's the right price..."
W: "No, it isn't."
J: Denying it won't change anything. "The $4.99 chickens are much smaller and in plastic bags, not in the paper sleeves."
W: "There's no sign that says that."
J: Actually, there is, it's a PERMANENTLY mounted sign, and it says EXACTLY that, if you look UP! "I can swear to you, this is the proper price."
W: "Do you want to go check it?"
J: "I can't leave the front end," and I've seen the damn sign, I KNOW what it fucking says!
W: "I'm not asking you to swear, I'm asking you to check the price."
J: You don't suppose I get this problem every fucking day, and that's how I KNEW, the moment you called me over, that that's what you were going to complain about? "I can't leave the front end, and that is still the right price for those chickens."
W: "Get me your manager."
J: "Fine..." I call Lap Dog, he comes over, talks to this bitch, and overrides the price on one of the chickens to $4.99, but leaves the other at $7.99... holy crap, she pays that...
No need to break up over the rules of UScan...
Had a couple in, and after they finished, the guy asked me some question about the way UScan works (wanna say it was something like, "Can you remove bags before you pay?" but I could be mistaken), and I basically told him, "Yeah, it's not suggested that you do that, but I can clear it, either way... no biggie..." he turns to his girlfriend, and says, "See?" and I butt in really quickly, "It's not really a big deal one way or the other... if an error comes up, I can clear it pretty quickly usually, so..."
Your store smells!
I was on a register tonight after every cashier had left, ringing up a WIC transaction, mostly done, and some customer came to the end of the register. "Hey, is there a manager here?"
J: "Yes, somewhere..."
"Call him."
J: Please...? "*call him to the front, get no response, see him coming in from outside*"
They talk, and I hear none of it, cause I'm paying no attention. Guy wanders off, manager wanders off... Manager calls me a little bit later to ask, "Hey, have you ever noticed the store smelling odd?"
J: "Like what?"
"Like dead bodies...?"
J:
"...No, never, particularly not recently, since I can hardly smell anything."
"Okay, keep an eye on that guy, cause that's what he was complaining about, and he was drunk."
J: "Okay..."
Guy and his friend come up a bit later, and guy comments, "I don't know how you can stand working in this smell..."
J: *absolutely dead serious* "What smell?"
"It smells like dead bodies in here... I know you can't help it..."
J: Thanks...? "I can't smell much of anything right now, I'm so stuffed up... but I've never noticed an overpowering smell..."
I forget exactly how we got to talking about it, but I told him about how extremely literal I am...
J: "... so, when people tell me to smile, I do...
(exactly that...Teeth showing and eyes squeezed shut) I've heard a saying, "Behind every smile, there are teeth," I just put them on the outside..."
Guy laughs and gives me a back slap...
Return of the coupon ladies!
Yup, my favorite ladies were in tonight, and they were happy to see me, of course. One had an order of $100.xx before putting in her rewards card and coupons, and her total ended up around $54.xx... yeah, she's good.
One of them asked me if K brings his grandson to work? Or at least, who is that kid who's here at close?
J: "I have no idea... I've seen him bringing a kid into the store, but I don't know how they're related..."
CHICKEN!
I'm really getting tired of this... woman comes up with two of our store-cooked, large chickens... and scans one.
W: "Why is this $7.99?"
J: Son of a! "That's the right price..."
W: "No, it isn't."
J: Denying it won't change anything. "The $4.99 chickens are much smaller and in plastic bags, not in the paper sleeves."
W: "There's no sign that says that."
J: Actually, there is, it's a PERMANENTLY mounted sign, and it says EXACTLY that, if you look UP! "I can swear to you, this is the proper price."
W: "Do you want to go check it?"
J: "I can't leave the front end," and I've seen the damn sign, I KNOW what it fucking says!
W: "I'm not asking you to swear, I'm asking you to check the price."
J: You don't suppose I get this problem every fucking day, and that's how I KNEW, the moment you called me over, that that's what you were going to complain about? "I can't leave the front end, and that is still the right price for those chickens."
W: "Get me your manager."
J: "Fine..." I call Lap Dog, he comes over, talks to this bitch, and overrides the price on one of the chickens to $4.99, but leaves the other at $7.99... holy crap, she pays that...
No need to break up over the rules of UScan...
Had a couple in, and after they finished, the guy asked me some question about the way UScan works (wanna say it was something like, "Can you remove bags before you pay?" but I could be mistaken), and I basically told him, "Yeah, it's not suggested that you do that, but I can clear it, either way... no biggie..." he turns to his girlfriend, and says, "See?" and I butt in really quickly, "It's not really a big deal one way or the other... if an error comes up, I can clear it pretty quickly usually, so..."
Your store smells!
I was on a register tonight after every cashier had left, ringing up a WIC transaction, mostly done, and some customer came to the end of the register. "Hey, is there a manager here?"
J: "Yes, somewhere..."
"Call him."
J: Please...? "*call him to the front, get no response, see him coming in from outside*"
They talk, and I hear none of it, cause I'm paying no attention. Guy wanders off, manager wanders off... Manager calls me a little bit later to ask, "Hey, have you ever noticed the store smelling odd?"
J: "Like what?"
"Like dead bodies...?"
J:
"...No, never, particularly not recently, since I can hardly smell anything.""Okay, keep an eye on that guy, cause that's what he was complaining about, and he was drunk."
J: "Okay..."
Guy and his friend come up a bit later, and guy comments, "I don't know how you can stand working in this smell..."
J: *absolutely dead serious* "What smell?"
"It smells like dead bodies in here... I know you can't help it..."
J: Thanks...? "I can't smell much of anything right now, I'm so stuffed up... but I've never noticed an overpowering smell..."
I forget exactly how we got to talking about it, but I told him about how extremely literal I am...
J: "... so, when people tell me to smile, I do...
(exactly that...Teeth showing and eyes squeezed shut) I've heard a saying, "Behind every smile, there are teeth," I just put them on the outside..."Guy laughs and gives me a back slap...
Return of the coupon ladies!
Yup, my favorite ladies were in tonight, and they were happy to see me, of course. One had an order of $100.xx before putting in her rewards card and coupons, and her total ended up around $54.xx... yeah, she's good.
One of them asked me if K brings his grandson to work? Or at least, who is that kid who's here at close?
J: "I have no idea... I've seen him bringing a kid into the store, but I don't know how they're related..."
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