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Recap: I work at the Green Wall, as a photo monkey, but today I was up on the front.
(In dialouge because I am tired)
BitchFace (BF) - Just finished doing a return, without a reciept, so all of her money was on a store gift card.
Me- ::ringing people up::
Mr B- My manager
So she brings all of her stuff up to the counter, after getting the card. I greet her, whatever, do my spiel. She has bread, a two liter and some other stuff. I bag the bread, then the two liter and so it begins.
BF- Don't you put that two liter in with my bread!
Me - No ma'am, I didn't.
BF - I need cigarettes.
Me- Okay, what would you like?
BF - Marlboro Menthol Light 100's.
Me :: goes to get them::
BF - THE OTHER ONES.
Me- Yes ma'am. (The ones I was grabbing were the same as the one she wanted, we have a double facing of them right there.)
Me- Your total is 11.72
BF - ::runs card through, it takes off like four or five bucks::
Me- Ok ma'am your new total is 4 dollars.
BF- WHAT?!?!?! I HAVE ELEVEN DOLLARS ON THIS CARD SOMETHING IS WRONG!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK?!?!
Me- ::calls for Mr B, while trying to figure out what the problem could be::
Mr. B- What's the problem?
Me- Her gift card isn't running through... OH it must be because of the tobacco!
(If you get a gift card you can't buy tobacco or dairy with it, god knows why. I understand that it sucks, but seriously... our cigs are super cheap.)
Mr B - Right, well....
BF - WHAT THE FUCK? THIS IS BULLSHIT! YOU GOT YOU FUCKING SHIT BACK, NOW I CAN'T BUY CIGARETTES??? FUCKING BULL!! ect ect
Mr- B- I'm sorry ma'am, I can cancel it for you and just ring out the bread and other things if you'd like.
BF - FINE. YOU GUYS FUCKING SUCK. I'M HERE EVERYDAY, BLAH BLAH>
Mr B - ::voids it all:: Ma'am if you can hand that back, she'll rering it for you.
BF- ::Throws 2 liter at my stomach:::
Me- OOhmp ::walks off in shock::
Seriously though.
i hate customers sometimes. What if I was pregnant?
What would ever justify shit like that??