A day in the life of a Target cashier.
May. 6th, 2006 09:37 pmThere was this lady. She just couldn't figure out how to insert her card in the credit card reader. She tried every way except the way it's supposed to go in. I pointed out to her "Like in the picture" (which is right on the machine, which nobody sees because they're not paying attention). She said "Oh."
And then put her card in the wrong way.
In fact, I think 80% of the credit card users put their cards in the wrong way, despite the picture being right there. Must be because it's placed where it can blatantly be seen. That's why nobody looks at it and ends up putting their cards in wrong.
Well, that or they're not paying attention.
I got called "a shopper's dream" today..... .o_o I wonder what that's supposed to mean....
There was a guy, with three young daughters. I'd say they were all 10 years old or younger (the girls, that is.. not the guy). And as I was ringing their stuff up, all four of them stood there and stared at me. Just totally " ::stare stare stare:: " .o_o I felt like some kind of exhibit in a zoo. .-_- How fucking rude.
And then there was the lady who was buying supplies for her daughter, who was in the hospital. ..... The mental hospital. For cutting.
......
::covers scars:: Some things just don't need to be mentioned to your cashier................
And there was other stuff, of course, but I didn't have time to make note of them..
And then put her card in the wrong way.
In fact, I think 80% of the credit card users put their cards in the wrong way, despite the picture being right there. Must be because it's placed where it can blatantly be seen. That's why nobody looks at it and ends up putting their cards in wrong.
Well, that or they're not paying attention.
I got called "a shopper's dream" today..... .o_o I wonder what that's supposed to mean....
There was a guy, with three young daughters. I'd say they were all 10 years old or younger (the girls, that is.. not the guy). And as I was ringing their stuff up, all four of them stood there and stared at me. Just totally " ::stare stare stare:: " .o_o I felt like some kind of exhibit in a zoo. .-_- How fucking rude.
And then there was the lady who was buying supplies for her daughter, who was in the hospital. ..... The mental hospital. For cutting.
......
::covers scars:: Some things just don't need to be mentioned to your cashier................
And there was other stuff, of course, but I didn't have time to make note of them..