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Why are you asking me to wrap your hideous glassy trinket if I am already in the process of getting the wrapping paper, which you can obviously see?
Similarly, why are you asking for a bag when I am handling your money with one hand and reaching under the counter for the bag, which you can also obviously see?
Why do you insist on dumping handsfull of stuff on my cashiering / wrapping area, saying "I just need one more thing!", when there are oodles of shopping baskets around for your convenience?
Speaking of shopping baskets, why are you loading it with stuff, come to the counter, unpack everything, and then decide what you want or not, when I have a line of eye-rolling customers forming behind you faster than I can say "Hello?"
Or, if you use the shopping basket correctly (which seems to be slightly harder than nuclear physics these days), why do you let it sit in front of the desk instead of putting it back where it belongs, or giving it to me, and then make me wonder why other customers don't get closer to the desk?
Why are you making your little pwecious who can barely look above the counter pay for her ridiculously overpriced chocolate treat herself when you can see that there is a line down to the back of the shop and she's too shy to even talk, let alone give me the money? (The kid was cute, though, but still!)
And why are you paying for your 1,95€ thing with a 50€ bill or credit card when I can see a nice little 5€ bill in your purse?
When I'm on the sales floor, busy putting new pricetags on stuff with reduced prices, why are you taking your item from the non-reduced pile and then bitch out my poor co-workers that they put in the wrong price?
Also, when there's no price tag on something, it is definitely not for free. No, Sir, the price is simply too high to fit on any of our price tags.
And finally, a co-worker suck: Yes, that's a dog. In fact, it's a cute little puppy dog. However, we do have a line of at least ten people waiting for you to exchange their money for our merchandise instead of going all squishy about the dog, and I'm just hoping the puppy won't wee on the Santas.
It's 18 days to Christmas, and it's only going to get worse.
customers_suck)Why are you asking me to wrap your hideous glassy trinket if I am already in the process of getting the wrapping paper, which you can obviously see?
Similarly, why are you asking for a bag when I am handling your money with one hand and reaching under the counter for the bag, which you can also obviously see?
Why do you insist on dumping handsfull of stuff on my cashiering / wrapping area, saying "I just need one more thing!", when there are oodles of shopping baskets around for your convenience?
Speaking of shopping baskets, why are you loading it with stuff, come to the counter, unpack everything, and then decide what you want or not, when I have a line of eye-rolling customers forming behind you faster than I can say "Hello?"
Or, if you use the shopping basket correctly (which seems to be slightly harder than nuclear physics these days), why do you let it sit in front of the desk instead of putting it back where it belongs, or giving it to me, and then make me wonder why other customers don't get closer to the desk?
Why are you making your little pwecious who can barely look above the counter pay for her ridiculously overpriced chocolate treat herself when you can see that there is a line down to the back of the shop and she's too shy to even talk, let alone give me the money? (The kid was cute, though, but still!)
And why are you paying for your 1,95€ thing with a 50€ bill or credit card when I can see a nice little 5€ bill in your purse?
When I'm on the sales floor, busy putting new pricetags on stuff with reduced prices, why are you taking your item from the non-reduced pile and then bitch out my poor co-workers that they put in the wrong price?
Also, when there's no price tag on something, it is definitely not for free. No, Sir, the price is simply too high to fit on any of our price tags.
And finally, a co-worker suck: Yes, that's a dog. In fact, it's a cute little puppy dog. However, we do have a line of at least ten people waiting for you to exchange their money for our merchandise instead of going all squishy about the dog, and I'm just hoping the puppy won't wee on the Santas.
It's 18 days to Christmas, and it's only going to get worse.
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