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Wait like the rest of us.

There are two things that irk me to no end. I know they are my stupid issue, but oh my goodness. The first of these are people who do not take their Traffic Right-Of-Way! Like when you pull up to a stop sign and the other person is clearly the next to go, and they sit there, no matter how much you wave them on. I’m not an aggressive driver. The term ‘drives like a grandma’ could be applied to me at times. If I’m in a rush, I’ll drive like it, though not to the extent of running people off the road, or cutting them off. Turning right, stop signs, or driving in a straight line, I just can’t stand it when people do not begin to drive when they are supposed to. Just Goooooooo. I wish it didn’t bother me, but it does.

The second type of people who bug me are Line Jumpers. Ooooo, I hate these people. Case in point: One of the perks of being a manager in retail is certain times when you actual get to/like to piss someone off. I hopped on a register at work last week, because the cashier had a line of 5 people. (I work in a small store. We only have 6 registers in the whole place.) I said, “I can take the next person in line.” accentuating the next, because I always do that. This girl at the back of the line hops over, says, “I need Newports in a box.”

No shit, I replied, “That’s nice and I’m still going to take the next person.”

She was soooo mad. She got back in line, and hopped in front of the woman before her. For some reason that lady let her go ahead. I rang up one guy, and then said I could take the elderly woman who was Actually the second person in line. Cigarette girl hops back over, saying the elderly woman is with the people checking out, and tells me what she wants. I say okay, ask if she has her ID, just because, and she says Yes in the nastiest tone. The best part is the elderly woman has now taken notice, and as she is not with the people checking out, comes over to me. I abandon my travels to the cigarettes and check out this nice lady, explained why I didn’t have what she wanted, and told her I would order what she needed.

Cigarette girl finally got her smokes from the other cashier, leaving in a foul mood.

I really do hate line jumpers. We all to wait in line. I DO NOT care if all you are running in for is a pack of smokes. Great. If you are in such a hurry, go to a darn gas station, not a store. And as for those people who use the “I’m in a hurry excuse” there is no sympathy from any retail worker for you. Telling me that you have to be at your daughter’s school to pick her up in ten minutes and don’t have time for the photo kiosk to load the 972 pictures you have saved on your memory card will never be my problem. My only thought is why the heck would you run errands when you don’t have the time to spare for them???

No one likes to wait in a line. I mean, really, does anyone in the whole universe like waiting in a line?? NO! If there are other planets somewhere with life on them, they are waiting in line too, at the alien equivalent of some retail store. Like red lights, we all have to endure. Have a little patience and know that the people waiting on you want you to leave as quickly as possible.

 

I used my Sims 2 people to illustrate this point. Really, it was an excuse to play my Sims 2 game, but hey, people give all kinds of excuses.

 

 


Steal a Chore Boy like everybody else.

This Friday past, I was at work and approached by a young man, limping on a crutch.  He asked me if we had a particular item, and from the way he formed his words, I wasn’t sure if he was mentally disabled, high, or drunk.  So he had to ask me three times, because I couldn’t understand him.  Another employee passed by, and I did what many retail workers do, which was the lead-in “Do you know if we sell…” and let the customer ask the rest.  The guy was looking for copper strainers for a faucet.  When I understood that, I immediately said no, and thought, find a hardware store.  My co-worker walked us to the tiny hardware section, and looked over the products, but I knew what he wanted, and I don’t think she did.  A bit later, I saw the guy with a girl, who had been wandering around the store too, and they left together.

Saturday rolls around.  Sunday comes, and it takes me two days to realize what’s happened in the women’s room.  When you turn on the water at the sink, you press down and H2O comes out for a few seconds at a (normally) nice, controlled flow.  For two days it has been flying out of the faucet.  The guy’s girlfriend stole the copper strainers from our bathroom faucets.  My reaction now: Freakin’ Crack Heads, why couldn’t they just steal a chore boy copper pot scrubber like all the other crack heads???? At least we’d get some credit back on an empty package claim.


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