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I was scheduled as a bagger today, but I got in and found out I was actually on self scan. Not that I minded, since when you get right down to it, self scan is just glorified bagging. There were plenty of problems to fix, especially since today was the first day of the new sales, so I had to deal with all the sale prices that weren't actually put into the computers and the signs from last week's sales that weren't taken down yet.
At one point during the shift, this older man was buying a newpaper, and only a newspaper, which I have to put in manually. He also wanted to buy a carton of cigarettes. I told him that I couldn't go get them, because I have to stay near the self scan registers in case there's a problem, but he could get them at customer service after paying for the newspaper. He didn't want to do that because "there's always a line." So I said that someone would have to go, and that at a regular register the bagger would go, and I would go if I could. "Oh, so you can do it." "Not really," I told him. "I'm not in a hurry," he said. ("So why don't you go yourself?" I wanted to say, but I didn't.) Eventually I did go, since it wasn't too busy at the moment, and there wasn't even a line at customer service. For my trouble, I made him show me his driver's license and I put in his entire birthday (you can either do that or just hit the "Over 21" button). Then I went to help another person.
Not too much later, I saw somebody by the small register, needing to pay with a check. It turned out to be the same guy, and when I recalled his order, the computer wanted his birthday, which I just happened to remember.
I'm going to see Jekyll and Hyde at Cheshire High tonight.
At one point during the shift, this older man was buying a newpaper, and only a newspaper, which I have to put in manually. He also wanted to buy a carton of cigarettes. I told him that I couldn't go get them, because I have to stay near the self scan registers in case there's a problem, but he could get them at customer service after paying for the newspaper. He didn't want to do that because "there's always a line." So I said that someone would have to go, and that at a regular register the bagger would go, and I would go if I could. "Oh, so you can do it." "Not really," I told him. "I'm not in a hurry," he said. ("So why don't you go yourself?" I wanted to say, but I didn't.) Eventually I did go, since it wasn't too busy at the moment, and there wasn't even a line at customer service. For my trouble, I made him show me his driver's license and I put in his entire birthday (you can either do that or just hit the "Over 21" button). Then I went to help another person.
Not too much later, I saw somebody by the small register, needing to pay with a check. It turned out to be the same guy, and when I recalled his order, the computer wanted his birthday, which I just happened to remember.
I'm going to see Jekyll and Hyde at Cheshire High tonight.