Ramblings of a department store cashier.
I Dont Have Internet
I have recently moved out on my own and my new place doesn’t have Internet. Hopefully I can find room in my budget for it, but I don’t think that will happen anytime soon. I’m going to try and keep updating retail secrets at the boyfriend’s. I apologize for my lack of presence! I’m sure I have been missed… Probably not, but a girl can hope.
I had a customer comment on my “fit school-girl body”. First off, did that not sound creepy in your head before you said that to me? My response: “Its cause Im broke. I can’t afford food.” Then I guess he felt bad because Im essentially starving to death due to this minimum wage bullshit. Honestly, Im not starving to death. I eat Ramen Noodle for every meal. That’s food, right??
My Poor Coworker
Is a blond and gets creeped on all of the time by old men.
Is this a thing for all blonds??
Im a brunette, so I don’t have to experience this sort of creepery very often.
Two weeks ago there was a crazy old hobo wandering around the store, watching her. Apparently a few days before he had actually put his head on her boobs.
I was appalled. So we hid her in the back room until the cops showed up.
I felt really sorry for her, but she’s a trooper. I guess this kind of thing happens to her all of the time.
That’s just sad.
Some old bitch, who seemed pleasant at first, decided I was an idiot and wanted to humiliate me (somehow I was supposed to be embarrassed) because I didn’t fold her pants the way she wanted me to.
Lady, I’ve worked in clothing retail stores since I was 16. I’ve pretty much figured out how to fold a pair of pants. Fuck, I even fold my own laundry this way!
I’ve got this line, and she’s trying to give me a lesson on folding it. Doesn’t do it properly, admits it’s not right, and keeps trying. You don’t even know how to fold your pants! THEN SHE DOES IT MY WAY. Viola, they’re perfect. Im just standing there, turn to look at the woman behind her, and shake my head.
FINALLY, she shuts up and lays the folded pants on the counter. This is my chance!
Do you know what I do?
I grab them up, roll them and chunk them in her bag. INSTA-WRINKLE!!!
And I mmmhmm her when she tells me to have a good day.
Sweet, sweet, revenge.
Wise Old Man
An old man came into work the other day. Dragged in by his wife, of course. He wandered around the men’s department, which is near my register. It was earlier in the day, so there was absolutely nothing to do.
He walked past me and said
"You have that look that says you would rather be somewhere else right now."
I smiled and said “Or about the list of things I need to get done, but yeah…”
I wanted to cry.
I would rather be somewhere else in my life right now.
Im so tired of the hurt and fear Im hiding every day. I want to lay down, wake up, and the world become an easier place to be in.
Oh, I Used To Work Retail
Then you would probably know that your cashier doesn’t like it when you tell her what to do. Because you apparently used to work retail.
SO DO I!
Let me do my fucking job.
You Know What I Hate?
Customer: It is so beautiful today.
Me: Oh, well, that’s nice.
Customer: Bet you wish you were out there?
Me: Yeah, no. I’d rather be in here.
Of course I would rather be out there! Thank you for rubbing it in my face. How lovely of you. :D
Freaked Me Out
Either he was going to rob us and chickened out.
Or he’s trying to get a feel for the place.
But that man.
Freaked me out.
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alltimelovelow said: It's like you're speaking my life! I work at a grocery story and my two pet peeves are people not unloading their basket and putting their change on the moving belt.
I know a lot of people that work at grocery stores who would completely agree with you. I have never worked at a grocery store, but Im sure that would get on my nerves. It’s the tiny things that get to you.