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A mundane trip to the grocery store finds me deciding whether my cats would like grilled chicken and liver or shredded beef for dinner. I go with the beef; chicken AND liver is even too much for me to imagine. I check out the people ahead of me in the express lane, counting items to see who has more than 10. No violators this time.
My turn to put items on the conveyor belt. Wet streaks slide by and under the metal end. A piece of lettuce bumps along the corner nearest the cash register. The cashier doesn't notice. He banters with the female bagger. Both are black; he is perhaps 50 with a gray-rimmed short afro, round prescription glasses and nails a little too long. He smiles and reveals one gold bicuspid. She is early 20s with smooth skin and beautiful make-up, light pink lipstick and a wide, sparkly smile. She wears dark burgundy braids.
The cashier doesn't look at me as he scans my items. He glances down, picks up a can and turns right back to her, busy with conversation. She responds but looks up or away as she speaks to him. After my last can, he states my total and says to her:
Him: Hey, you need a ride home, girl?
Her: Why do you say that?
Him: Uh, well, I heard you had a car accident today.
Her: (looks directly at him) Why you all up in my bizzznes?
Him: Huh?
Her: Why are you concerning yourself with my business?
Him: Okay. I'm sorry. Walk home, then.
Her: My boyfriend is picking me up, thank you very much.
She bends down to restock the bags. He gazes at her backside. My hand is still extended with payment. Only when I let a quarter fall to the counter does he snap back to present and finish my check-out.
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Yeah, sometimes you can feel like a rock given life.
Like, hello? Yeah, I'm not looking for a relationship with you buddy, just a tiny bit of your attention as you "interact" with me.
I know some people who would have thrown a fit if ignored that way.
This is why it is so hard to run a business. You cannot be everywhere at once and have to depend on clueless knuckleheads all too often.
I stumbled upon this site and just had to comment...
It's amazing it's called, "customer service," when all to often it's sadly "customer ignorance."
Wow...frightening. Not only his treatment of you but the creepiness of hitting on his coworker who is young enough to be his daughter. *shudder* In FRONT of customers!
You're funny! I like when little things like this happen, it takes my mind off of whatever I was worrying about. Kind of like people watching!
Fascinating bits of conversation that you relay here. I hope you don't mind my linking here from my writers' exercises blog.
i just adore what nicole said...is it a sin? ;)
Your blog is intriguing.
stumbled this site....that post was great...black kids I swear LMAO
Hi everyone. I appreciate your comments. This was a real interesting scene, that's for sure!
Heather, I'm thrilled for the link, thank you. I'll be checking out your site shortly.
What a freak! and scary guy. To jump out like that from no where, totally scary..
funny story!too bad the "customer service" is not practically servicing!!
Where is a manager when you need one, lol.
The guy should have backed off when the girl stared at him and asked him why he mind her business. Go girl power and beat off the jerks.
Oh man...that's really terrible. That's what we need to learn, especially for girl... Must be independent and protect ownself
ok, ppl like the cashier jz sumhow freaks me out and hav2 say this it’s kinda annoying wen they don understand what is “enough is enough”…
That's really annoying! Why there are some stupid won't understand what we want to?
gee! what a perverted old man! Trying to flirt around with the customers. Maybe that's what they do to kill time..
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