Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Chapter Six: One of Those

Okay - I am trying to steer clear of the stories of older gentleman hitting on me or saying weird things or shaking things at me... Although - there seems to be in overflowing amount of these stories in this town. So that explains a little bit of why I haven't written recently. I don't want to write about those mundane things b/c, well, they're just not interesting... but just to put another chapter down, here's some things I tend to see on a daily basis. Besides, I obviously cannot express the following words/feelings to customers, so I might as well vent here!

Here's a list of the typical customers at work who make me say (inside my head): "Oh good. You're one of those."

1. The One Who Screams: Incase you didn't know, as a cashier standing at the very front of the store, we are unable to see everything in the store at all times. So when you're standing in an aisle and you point to something on the bottom shelf and scream to me "Is this price right?" or "What is this?" we won't be able to help at that moment. Give us a chance to get to the aisle before you put your hands on your hips and roll your eyes. Here's an idea: Bend down, pick up the item, and bring it to the front. Use your legs to walk. That's what they're there for. We are more than willing to help (really), but don't expect us to have X-Ray vision through the the aisles.

2. The One Who Interrupts: If I'm with a customer and you're at the photo kiosk, please don't scream at me from the kiosk and ask me how to zoom in. At least ask if you could get some help when I get a chance. It's not our choice to be the only person working at the front, and we can only be one place at a time.

3. The One Who Licks: While I'm sure the white residue blanketed across your tongue is not an indication of your poor personal hygiene, I hate to watch you scrape your finger across your tongue and then grab a bill from your billfold to give to me. I promise you - I've never had to lick a bill to free it from the rest of the bills. It will be just fine - that is unless you want me to lick my finger to free the bags that I use to bag your purchased items. Deal? Also - ladies. No one wants to take a bill from you when you have just retrieved it from your shirt. Plain and simple.

4. The One Who has to Be Somewhere Yesterday: I totally understand that you don't like standing at the register waiting for the cashier to get there. Honestly, I do. When I am busy running errands, or I have somewhere to be in twenty minutes, I get in a hurry too. And before, I worked at this store, I didn't fully realize why there was not always someone near the front. WHen I started, I quickly learned that we cashiers are constantly given tasks to do around the store. And it's not our choice to be in aisle 18, stocking the shelves, while continually checking on the front. Please, pretty please, don't huff and puff at me, and tap your fingers on the counter while I'm ringing up your items. My goal is never to see how long I can keep someone at the counter - and the death-look staring contest you are trying to have with me is not helping me get you out the door. It makes me nervous and makes me wish I had a special "instant police help" button under the counter.