Mar 18, 2009 21:35
So there was a customer today who looked over the receipt and nitpicked over every last item on it and insisted I do a price check on ALL of them. Now it was like an eleven-dollar purchase in total, consisting of a shitload of tiny things, so needless to say this was a pain. At first I was like "what the fuck this is a waste of time".
But then I got to thinking, maybe she really needs to do this. Maybe she's in a situation where she needs to save every nickel and dime she has. At that point, I felt pretty awful, and followed through on her request with a determined heart.
Then she payed with a hundred-dollar bill and insisted on nothing but singles.
Moral of the story:
FUCK PEOPLE
old people,
work,
fuck my life