What is up with Americans that they have to yell at cashiers for taking a few extra seconds to look for a bar code? This old woman with a broken wrist came by Dillons and bought a pink flower with glitter all over it for her lawn. To my horror, the flower had no bar code. AHHH. Being semi new to this register I took a few extra seconds figuring out how to enter the price, and I mean like seconds. It also didn't help that she kept telling me the bar code was "Underneath, its UNDERNEATH, CAN"T YOU SCAN IT AHHHH". I looked at this lady with a "are you kidding me" look on my face. "Maam it has no bar code so shut up". HA, I didn't say that. I just don't know where people get off yelling at someone else. And I was sooo friendly. Oh I LOVE people.
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