I'm sorry have we met?.... No?....WTF!

[underemployeed]

This is what happened today.


Sc: "3 packs of cigarettes"
me: deer in headlights as I contemplate who this guy is, no memory
me: "What kind of cigarettes
Sc: Returning deer in headlights
..... waiting

sc: "You don't know?", me starting to wonder if I wasn't listening
me: "No, I don't, if you would like I could do like I do with lottery and grab 3 random packs?"
sc: "everyone else here KNOWS me"
me: "Do you know me?"
sc: "Um.....no, never seen you before"
me: BSoD
me: "Now that it has been established that we don't know each other, I think I need to be told what you smoke"

sc: "Malaboro Ultra lights"

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I am a pasty white male, I look nothing like Miss Cleo, HOW IN THE HELL should I be expected to know what some random ass person who admits to never having done business with me before smokes? I mean even if you come in frequently I still see SEVERAL HUNDRED people a shift, and I really don't give two shits about memorizing shit for that many people. People won't realize you save more time just finishing the sentence than launching into a rant about how you spend X amount here every week.

[AquaGirl]

I used to just hand them regular cigarettes when I worked at the Marathon when they pulled that. Some of them even bought them.

[blas]

Ugh. Gag me with a spoon, the memories are coming in.

I hated people who always thought I should remember them. Newsflash, you aren't special to me. In fact, I made a point to remember people that were polite and didn't throw a fit over being carded or about how special they or their damn cigarettes were. Those people, I made a point to remember their type of smokes and how many they liked to buy at one time. The assholes, I could conveniently just forget about.

Just for good measure, I also hated the people that thought you ought to remember them from carding them before.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

Some people really do think very, very highly of themselves, don't they? Moreso than they ought to. That takes a special level of entitlement right there.

[blas]

I think it's really pathetic when they also have a word revolving around a damn convenience store, and apparently, the clerks who work there are just the best targets to aim their frustration at.

[NateTheChops]

I'm going to refrain from making a reference to Clerks, but what the heck. That was it, wasn't it?

The sad thing is, I have had regulars that I recognized but even when I might have known what they ordered the week or so before, it didn't mean I knew what they wanted that very day. Because as you pointed out, there's thousands of other people with an equally flummoxing number of items and choices that tend to vary day to day.

[ShootMePlease]

There are long time customers that I always greet enthusiastically when I see them because they aren't assholes and I have fun conversations with them. I'm always happy to see good people who know how to treat others.

There are also long time asshole customers who treat you like shit and are some of the biggest entitlement whores I have ever dealt with. Needless to say, No one is happy when they come around.

[MadMike]

I used to get the "Don't you remember me" question sometimes as well. They don't seem to understand that I see hundreds of customers, and I couldn't possibly remember them all. Not to mention that I can't remember names or faces to save my life. I'd be pretty useless as a witness to a crime.

[underemployeed]

Or that, if you generally come in wearing a certain uniform, I probably couldn't pick you out of a lineup without it.

Also, I do appreciate when girls realize that I'm only carding you today because your extremely good looking and that in your current outfit I am noticing I have seen prostitutes on the corner dressed more modest. When your normally dressed in hospital scrubs and have a nice personality that is sort of flirty I remember you. When you come in dressed like your next up on stage and start flirting with me, I automatically assume it is a setup and I need to make sure you old enough. I don't want to be that guy that is like "What do you mean she wasn't 18, did you see how she how good she looked, she HAS to be at least 18. and besides I thought she looked familiar" Hell NO to me your 17yrs old till I see that ID that says your flirty hospital girl. FunFact, your operating your vehicle and required to have your license.... why don't you?

SCs don't realize that consistency is key, if you rarely deviate from a set amount of something and it is the only reason you come in. I can be taking my makeshift break, eating my sub, have a mouth full of food, walk over to the smokes, grab 4 packs of the weird ass thing you smoke that unless the cashier KNOWs that is the product you want, it is similar to several other things we grab first.

[Jester]

"Hey, how ya doing? Remember us? We were down here last year!"

Yes, I get that. I get that A LOT. And people are stunned when a year later, I don't remember them. They forget, they remember me because they were on vacation, but I see dozens of people on vacation every single day I work. So unless they blew me, I probably don't remember them.

And on that note, yes, I do remember the tourist from last month.

The rest of them, though, are not hot enough, and simply drinking for one or two afternoons in my bar is not memorable enough to me for them to stick in my databanks.

[underemployeed]

Jester in response to your post and sig.

I was visiting some friends who were still in college after I graduated, went to one bar got crappy service and left a .25 tip to round up my bill as I only had 1-2 beers. Friend was shocked I figured in since it would be at least 6 months, I knew he would have much worse nights before I ever came back.

When I go out to my preferred bar, I get my mac and cheese, a few good beers, then switch to bud light draft..... why you ask? I tip them well and usually they forget at least one beer, more so with draft than bottles. Also, pissed off a few strangers I walk up next to bar, smile at bartender she comes over asks me what I want, goes gets it, next bartender sees me not even trying to get attention and asks if i need anything, guy who been waiting asks me "WTF, I been standing here for 6 minutes, and in 1 minute you have gotten two bartenders"

[BrenDAnn]

These are the sort of SCs that make me want to slam my head repeatedly against the counter at the C-store. Well...Either that, or reach for 3 of the most expensive packs of cigs we carry. On a related note: I don't give a flying f*ck if you are twenty-one. FEDERAL LAW says we have to ID anyone who looks under 27. Shut up and give me your ID, or GTFO. That is all.

[MoonCat]

We get those on the phone. "Hi, Mooncat, how ya doin'?" (pause) "It's Fred." (Hi...Fred???) "You don't remember me? I talk to you all the time." (No. No, you don't).

And even if he does....everybody sounds the same on the phone to me by now. Except this one guy that sounded like Elmer Fudd. It was really hard not to laugh during that conversation.