Mar 28, 2008 09:40
Well, I was finally allowed to work. My wrist is all healed and I rarely, if ever, wear that stupid wrist brace anymore (I have an actual one now, not that bastardized version that someone made for me). And yeah, yesterday was my first shift at my new job.
I'm a flippin' cashier at Extra Foods.
So after one day, lemme give you all this piece of advice: if you don't want the cashier hating you for life and seething whenever he or she sees you...FOR GOD'S SAKE, WRITE DOWN THE BIN NUMBER ON THAT HANDY-DANDY LITTLE TWIST TIE SO WE DON'T HAVE TO SEARCH THROUGH THE BOOK!
Especially when you're buying A LOT of bulk items. Yeah, first day and I was already working on till all by myself. The express line. Yay.
And what do I remember? The code for bananas is 4011. Wow, don't I rock!
(Nah, apparently I did go. My till balanced out after an eight hour split shift, and I was working faster than they had anticipated. Those fast typing skills help)