Late Night Jewel
I made a Jewel run (Jewel is a 24-hour supermarket) tonight; just returned. What I got is unimportant. Who I met made my night.
- Scene: I'm getting my items rung up by the kind midnight to 8 am shift lady and just waiting for my stuff to be done so I can pay and leave. Nice midnight to 8 am shift lady's friend comes over and starts bitching about stupid customers; they begin swapping stories and I jump into the fray, relating my bitching-at-impatient-old-wendy's-customer-lady story:
Both registers were manned and there were at least 6 people in front of her in line, myself being the person immediately in front of her; she meanders to the counter, pushing her way through people who've been waiting much longer than she has, leans over the counter to look back into the kitchen and says, "Do you need more help here? Are you understaffed or something?" the Manager, who was manning one of the registers, asked her to get back in line and wait her turn, to which she complained about already having waited two minutes with only one of the people in front of her having been fully helped. The manager again asked her to get back in line, which she did. It took about five more minutes for me to get to the registers, where I placed my order while this old woman was having an absolute conniption fit behind me. She finally shouts something about how horrible the wait has been and that she wants her food for free. I turned to her.
"We've been waiting here just about the same amount of time, right?"
she agreed.
"Okay," I said, "I'm on break right now, have to be back to work three minutes ago. Do you see me complaining or making an ass out of myself? No. Do you see more than two registers to be used here?"
"No," she says, "But they're being so slow and I'm tired of waiting for my food."
"Look," I said, "No one asked you to eat here. If you have a problem with the service speed, you can either throw on an apron and go help them cook the food, go home and cook something for yourself, or shut up and wait in line like everyone else with the understanding that the line is moving as fast as it's going to move."
That shut her up.
So that story amused the late night jewel lady and her friend and they regaled me with a few more stories of stupidity, we had a good laugh and I came home. What a great outing. Late night jewel lady, you are maximum sportlich!
- Scene: I'm getting my items rung up by the kind midnight to 8 am shift lady and just waiting for my stuff to be done so I can pay and leave. Nice midnight to 8 am shift lady's friend comes over and starts bitching about stupid customers; they begin swapping stories and I jump into the fray, relating my bitching-at-impatient-old-wendy's-customer-lady story:
Both registers were manned and there were at least 6 people in front of her in line, myself being the person immediately in front of her; she meanders to the counter, pushing her way through people who've been waiting much longer than she has, leans over the counter to look back into the kitchen and says, "Do you need more help here? Are you understaffed or something?" the Manager, who was manning one of the registers, asked her to get back in line and wait her turn, to which she complained about already having waited two minutes with only one of the people in front of her having been fully helped. The manager again asked her to get back in line, which she did. It took about five more minutes for me to get to the registers, where I placed my order while this old woman was having an absolute conniption fit behind me. She finally shouts something about how horrible the wait has been and that she wants her food for free. I turned to her.
"We've been waiting here just about the same amount of time, right?"
she agreed.
"Okay," I said, "I'm on break right now, have to be back to work three minutes ago. Do you see me complaining or making an ass out of myself? No. Do you see more than two registers to be used here?"
"No," she says, "But they're being so slow and I'm tired of waiting for my food."
"Look," I said, "No one asked you to eat here. If you have a problem with the service speed, you can either throw on an apron and go help them cook the food, go home and cook something for yourself, or shut up and wait in line like everyone else with the understanding that the line is moving as fast as it's going to move."
That shut her up.
So that story amused the late night jewel lady and her friend and they regaled me with a few more stories of stupidity, we had a good laugh and I came home. What a great outing. Late night jewel lady, you are maximum sportlich!