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So first day work yesterday was terrible. The EBT machines kept going down, which meant for every customer using food stamps (which is at least 90% of our customers), we had to spend five minutes on the phone verifying every card. So that was fun.
And then some guy got caught stealing shrimp by our manager. He starts screaming at our manager and the security guard has to push him out. They get to about right in front of my register and the security guard is in between my manager and the guy, who are about to fight, and the guy reaches in his pocket and we all thought he was about to pull out a gun. I was like...that would happen on my first day. Of course. He pulled out his wallet to show that he 'owned a house'. He kept saying, "I own a fucking house! And I got a $15,000 car outside. Why would I steal shrimp?" Except that he did indeed have shrimp in his coat. -_- He continued on out the door calling my manager a terrorist and telling him to go back to Pakistan. His ol' lady is outside screaming at him the entire time saying, "What are you going to do to them? Huh? Just come on, let's go." Hahaha. Oh the joys of working in Flint.
Now on my way to my other slightly less ghetto, but way more boring job.
And then some guy got caught stealing shrimp by our manager. He starts screaming at our manager and the security guard has to push him out. They get to about right in front of my register and the security guard is in between my manager and the guy, who are about to fight, and the guy reaches in his pocket and we all thought he was about to pull out a gun. I was like...that would happen on my first day. Of course. He pulled out his wallet to show that he 'owned a house'. He kept saying, "I own a fucking house! And I got a $15,000 car outside. Why would I steal shrimp?" Except that he did indeed have shrimp in his coat. -_- He continued on out the door calling my manager a terrorist and telling him to go back to Pakistan. His ol' lady is outside screaming at him the entire time saying, "What are you going to do to them? Huh? Just come on, let's go." Hahaha. Oh the joys of working in Flint.
Now on my way to my other slightly less ghetto, but way more boring job.