A million small sucks can add up to a very irritated cashier
Dear Racist Guy,
When you came through my busy express lane, I was hoping to just greet you with a friendly smile, exchange pleasantries, complete the transaction, and send you on your way. What I did NOT expect was for you to (without anything prompting from me) tell me about how you had been having trouble with your phone (or something) and had called tech support. Your impression of the person who took the call sounded like a mix between a Chinese accent and something I've never heard before.
You then went on to tell me how you asked him "Excuse me, but exactly what country are you in?" His reply was, "India." Laughing about how you then asked to speak to someone from America and then gave me the whole "Am I right?" routine was not cool.
Sir, I know that a lot of companies base their tech support out of other countries, but your little story came across as really elitist and your tone was just dripping with racism. Next time you wanna share something like that, try NOT to tell a complete stranger in the 30 seconds that they're forced to interact with you.
No love,
Your cashier
Dear Cell Phone Soda Guy,
I normally don't care when customers are on a cell phone, but when it interferes with the transaction, it becomes a problem. After you awkwardly spilled your items out onto the belt, I was able to assume that you had 1) opened your Coke and started drinking it before you got in line (which is fine, by itself), and 2) loosely recapped the soda. Maybe just sort of lumping it together on the belt with your other cans and such ISN'T a great idea. You know why? Because it fizzed up and sprayed/spilled EVERYWHERE. You saw this happen and didn't give a shit. It got on me, my conveyor belt, the scanner, and the five packs of Listerine strips you were buying. You saw me whip out the paper towels and dry off myself and then wipe down your groceries. The whole time you just continued your conversation and pretended like you didn't just make an obvious mess.
Oh well, I hope you enjoy your flat soda, because the carbonation was wasted on my register.
No love,
Your cashier who was already in a bad mood today
(I realize this next one is in the wrong community, but it definitely added to the suckiness of being in the express lane with stupid customers during rush hour)
Dear Rude Coworker,
Interrupting my transactions CONSTANTLY to get the keys to the cigarette cases or to ask for paper towels or to tell me just what you think about Jon and Kate Plus 8 is starting to piss me off. I didn't like you already because you're a crass, obnoxious woman, but today just confirmed that I never want to speak to you ever. You're unprofessional and you made dealing with irritated customers even harder with your constant distractions.
No love,
Your actually competent coworker
Also, Lady Who Wrote Her Check for a Month in the Future, it's NOT funny that you've been "writing checks for 7/30/09 all day!!! lolz." The stores that you wrote those checks at won't be able to cash them for an entire month, if at all. Cashiers will be in trouble and come up short at the end of their shift because of your stupidity. Luckily I caught the mistake, but I feel sorry for the other places that you wrote checks at and do not think it's humorous.
Okay, I realize that there's a lot of hate happening in this post, but today was seriously hell at my store today. I don't know why it was so busy, considering it was the middle of the week, but we were swamped. Being on the express lane just made it worse. Also, someone called in at the pharmacy so I had to stay late after my shift as a cashier to go help them out for an extra hour and half before they closed. I tell you all this to explain that I was in a horrible mood today and I can't even recall half the stupid shit that customers said to me. I blocked out a lot of it to try to maintain my sanity.
When you came through my busy express lane, I was hoping to just greet you with a friendly smile, exchange pleasantries, complete the transaction, and send you on your way. What I did NOT expect was for you to (without anything prompting from me) tell me about how you had been having trouble with your phone (or something) and had called tech support. Your impression of the person who took the call sounded like a mix between a Chinese accent and something I've never heard before.
You then went on to tell me how you asked him "Excuse me, but exactly what country are you in?" His reply was, "India." Laughing about how you then asked to speak to someone from America and then gave me the whole "Am I right?" routine was not cool.
Sir, I know that a lot of companies base their tech support out of other countries, but your little story came across as really elitist and your tone was just dripping with racism. Next time you wanna share something like that, try NOT to tell a complete stranger in the 30 seconds that they're forced to interact with you.
No love,
Your cashier
Dear Cell Phone Soda Guy,
I normally don't care when customers are on a cell phone, but when it interferes with the transaction, it becomes a problem. After you awkwardly spilled your items out onto the belt, I was able to assume that you had 1) opened your Coke and started drinking it before you got in line (which is fine, by itself), and 2) loosely recapped the soda. Maybe just sort of lumping it together on the belt with your other cans and such ISN'T a great idea. You know why? Because it fizzed up and sprayed/spilled EVERYWHERE. You saw this happen and didn't give a shit. It got on me, my conveyor belt, the scanner, and the five packs of Listerine strips you were buying. You saw me whip out the paper towels and dry off myself and then wipe down your groceries. The whole time you just continued your conversation and pretended like you didn't just make an obvious mess.
Oh well, I hope you enjoy your flat soda, because the carbonation was wasted on my register.
No love,
Your cashier who was already in a bad mood today
(I realize this next one is in the wrong community, but it definitely added to the suckiness of being in the express lane with stupid customers during rush hour)
Dear Rude Coworker,
Interrupting my transactions CONSTANTLY to get the keys to the cigarette cases or to ask for paper towels or to tell me just what you think about Jon and Kate Plus 8 is starting to piss me off. I didn't like you already because you're a crass, obnoxious woman, but today just confirmed that I never want to speak to you ever. You're unprofessional and you made dealing with irritated customers even harder with your constant distractions.
No love,
Your actually competent coworker
Also, Lady Who Wrote Her Check for a Month in the Future, it's NOT funny that you've been "writing checks for 7/30/09 all day!!! lolz." The stores that you wrote those checks at won't be able to cash them for an entire month, if at all. Cashiers will be in trouble and come up short at the end of their shift because of your stupidity. Luckily I caught the mistake, but I feel sorry for the other places that you wrote checks at and do not think it's humorous.
Okay, I realize that there's a lot of hate happening in this post, but today was seriously hell at my store today. I don't know why it was so busy, considering it was the middle of the week, but we were swamped. Being on the express lane just made it worse. Also, someone called in at the pharmacy so I had to stay late after my shift as a cashier to go help them out for an extra hour and half before they closed. I tell you all this to explain that I was in a horrible mood today and I can't even recall half the stupid shit that customers said to me. I blocked out a lot of it to try to maintain my sanity.