Alextommo’s Weblog

Well, a short while ago a recieved a comment on my previous post which is not there anymore as I felt it was inappropriate. Points were made but not in the right way. Apparently my dollops of shit that I write off as blog posts basically show that I can’t do my job properly to put that simply.I’m writing this now to explain that I am perfectly capable of doing my job.

The frustration I vent out on here is not how I react in my work place. Not even close.

So… Here is a few examples of what pisses me off, what goes through my mind at the time and how I deal with it.

1.

What happened: I’m about to take my break. I put a “Closed” sign up, a customer approaches and says “Are you closing?””

What I think at the time: Why else would there be a sign that says ”Closed” at the end of the till, you flipping idiot?

How I deal with it: I deal with this in one of two ways. If the customer has a small amount of items, I tell them it’s okay and serve them. Or if they have quite a lot I simply tell them “Yeah, sorry.”

2.

What happened: A customer places just one item on the till. I’d imagine that they already know how much the item costs. Heck, sometimes it even says so on the actual product. Either way I still tell them their sub total… And if they reply with ”How much, sorry?”

What I think at the time: “However much it said on the fucking ticket!” Or: “It says on the fucking product!”

How I deal with it: I simply repeat myself but this time I tell them again louder and clearer.

3.

What happened: I’m sitting back, relaxing as I have no customers, a customer approaches and says ”I’ll give you something to do.”

What I think at the time: Oh for fuck’s sake! I don’t want to serve you. Go to the kind lady in front of me who smiles at everyone.

How I deal with it: ”That’s very kind of you.” (Sarcastically) I most certainly get a positive response from the customer. The people who wouldn’t react positively to that wouldn’t have said it in the first place.

4.

I’m sitting at my till, relaxing again because of the lack of customers. One comes over to my till and askes ”Are you serving?”

What I think at the time: “No shit. Why else would I be sitting here, idiot?”

How I deal with it: ”Yeah.”

Most of the time if a customer makes a stupid little joke and starts laughing I just tend to smile to make them feel better. So don’t start saying I can’t do my job properly. I might be acting like an arsehole but I haven’t named anybody. It’s all harmless and the people who I am talking about… Well I highly doubt they’re going to read this.

Who would have thought. Those Old Age Pig Fornicaters found more ways to piss me off. Close to the limit where I hit them round what’s left of their face with a bowling ball.

1. Them: (Hands over one item) … How much, darling?

Me: However much it said on the bleeding ticket, you dolt.

Have they seriously just forgotten how much the item they picked up 20 seconds ago costs?

2. Them: (Failing to open a plastic bag) Oh these bloody bags! *Makes some remark about the plastic bags* … *Starts laughing*

Me: …

Them: Oh cheer up, love.

Me: What makes you think I’m upset? The fact that I didn’t laugh at your pathetic joke that I’ve heard before several thousand times?… Seriously.

3. Me: That’s £4.50 then.

Them: …

Me: …

Them: …?

For fuck’s sake! If you didn’t hear me don’t look at me like I’ve just given birth to a Turtle, say “pardon?” or something.

4. An old man who is barely struggling to walk and is having a hard time looking up at me… Yes, up! He is standing up, I am sitting down. He is that hunched he actually needs to look up at me. My height has nothing to do with it either. Seems really tired and out of breath as well.

Me: Okay… Put your tongue away please… You don’t need to do that.

5. As I’m about to take my break. I put a “Closed.” sign up… Otherwise I’d never get off. Some lady comes up and says “Are you closing?”

No-fucking-shit! Of course I’m closing… See the big sign that says “Closed”? See me standing up, walking away whilst giving you the finger?

Some people fail to acknowledge the sign even more by putting their stuff on the til.

So I get up, ignoring what they’ve done and go away.

Them: Where are you going?

Me: Sdfu and read the sign.

6. Me: 66!

Them: Only just. *Laughs*

Me: … ¦: |

(If you don’t know what 66 is scroll down “I hate old people!”)