Sorry to the (very) few of you who read this, I was a bit tied up in my own life, and even though I found myself sitting in front of my computer, I never found my way over to blogger. But here I am! With a new post for you all.
So I'm standing in my coffee kiosk, cleaning something, when a lady comes up to the side of the kiosk, where we have a half wall, and she sets a bottle of pop on it. And stares at me.
I continue to clean for a bit until I realize that she's STILL standing there. I turn to her.
Me: Hello? Can I help you?
(Take note, she is nowhere near the cash register)
Lady: Could I BUY this?
Me: Oh. Well, we're not supposed to ring through customers unless they're buying a coffee. But I guess I can, yeah.
Lady: Well you have a cash register!
Me: (ringing in her bottle of pop) I know, it's just the rules. We have express tills and self checkouts for small purchases.
Lady: Well why should I go there when I can come to you? You HAVE a till! Honestly.
Me: Just the rules, ma'am.
Lady takes her change and stares at me.
Lady: Can I get a plastic bag?
Me: Sorry, only the grocery store tills have bags, I can go grab one for you.
Lady: You HAVE a "grocery store" till! You are IN a grocery store. Wow, girl. They didn't teach you much, did they?
And she leaves.
I honestly don't know why the crazies flock to me, but they really seem to.
