- Today I had the teeniest little hangover. Saturdays are not good for hangovers because there are so many happy, screaming children. I was lucky in that my symptoms weren't too severe.
- One of my co-workers broke her arm and missed a few days of work. We were short-staffed and I had a couple waiting to be rung up at my station while I was talking to a different customer about a product. The waiting couple were being sort of patient. The whole time they were standing there I was thinking "why don't they go to a different counter??". I figured they must not care about waiting. After about 4 minutes, I could help them. I apologized for the wait and explained that we were a bit short on staff because my co-worker broke her arm. As soon as it came out of my mouth, I regretted saying anything. They were shitty about it in the nicest way. It frustrates me because they could see that I was helping someone before they walked up to the counter, yet somehow thought they should be served first. Anyway, whatever, assholes.
- I had a customer use their Sierra Club card to pay for their purchase and then want their items in separate plastic bags.
- Children with open containers of liquid in the store make me nervous. It brings on those "my mother would NEVER have let us do that!" thoughts.
- Today a lady asked if there was a kettle that could get "hotter than boiling," which confused me because she didn't seem to an idiot. YOU NEVER CAN TELL.
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