What Goes Around....
I closed the store last week, meaning that I was the only employee there from 8-11pm, which is no big deal. I had two people come in, one of them a 22 year old girl I later found out after carding her. Well, she came in with her younger brother, which is a no-no, and I'm technically not supposed to serve them (kids with parents are okay, but the parents probably aren't going to share with the kids), but since that's HyVee's rule and not the law, I sometimes just warn them, especially if the younger one doesn't look like he's helping with the selections. Well, this kid was just standing there by the door while Sis got her stuff and came to the checkout. As we were finishing the sale, the younger one went out the door, and I took the time to say, "You know, your brother needs to stay out in the car next time - I'm really not supposed to serve you, but I'm not going to bust your chops tonight."
At this, the girl started giggling and said, "That was my girlfriend, and she IS 21, if you want me to go get her I.D. for you....." I...er...well....fell over myself apologizing, and she left the store still giggling. This was about 15 minutes before closing. Well, at least it happened quietly, and I was probably done with customers for the night, which was a good thing before I said anything else stupid, right?
Well..... when my manager, John, came at 11 to close up, he was laughing. "Hey Jim, I was walking out to close up the gas station, and I ran into this girl who was coming out your door and giggling..." Great. John hasn't let me forget it since....
....which leads to last weekend. We have a discount card for seniors over 60, and an elderly gentleman was asking about it. I told him to finish checking out his groceries and that I'd go get the card for him to fill out. When I got to Customer Service, I told the girl what I wanted, and the teen behind the counter sweetly smiled, looked me square in the eye and said, "Just fill it out now, and I'll laminate it for you, sir." That same manager John was sitting at the end of the counter, and he about fell off his stool with laughter. I asked him to have a talk with the young whippersnapper, while I went and gave the card to my MUCH OLDER customer. Grumble, murmur, grumble... kids nowadays!! Should've hit her with my cane!