Doesn't any body make food from scratch these days....I mean really, how hard is it to make rice krispy treats....cut up an apple....put a few carrots in a small bag....

Oh boy...today I was scammed. A lady came through my check lane and left without paying. I still haven't figured out how it happened. I didn't even realize it until I had scanned the next persons things and her total came up way high. I realized I was adding hers to the lady who'd just left.
Explain that to your superior....yikes!!!

I have spent my life in a bubble I guess. It just does not occur to me that people do that kind of thing. I have been stunned and saddened by the dishonesty I see in people. Where are the morals, the virtues that made us great. Have we stooped so low that women wearing huge diamonds, well groomed french nails and expensive garments are stealing loaves of bread? Is there no sense of what is right?

Even super stores have their off days....played musical register stations today. The scale would'nt weigh the bananas....the card reader wouldn't let the customers sign....the belt wouldn't move....
Maybe time for new registers!

one rude lady....one sweet lady with a baby....a funny fellow....lady with nice kids....one rude lady.....cute little old man.....one handsome dude in a suit <smells good too>......lady with newborn.....another new born....older lady, very sweet.....one rude lady on cell phone....
and so it goes.....

Thank you for removing the hangers....and finding all the price tags...it's a pleasure to help you.

As I stood in my check lane today I watched people come in and out of the store. My thoughts took me to the recent shootings in my town and across the country. I wondered if there had been someone doing their job, watched the shooter walk in and not even realize what they were about to witness. That man walking in with a large coat on...could he be carrying a gun. If I make him mad will he shoot at me. If he is mad at his boss will he just start shooting randomly. If he can't find what he wants will he.....well, the questions pop into my mind as I stand at a register full of cash and not many people around. Who was that guy sitting in that running car outside the door. Is he waiting for something? Should I be concerned.
It makes me sad that I find myself wondering these things. All I want to do is help you get your purchases made so you can take them home to your family.
Thank God that we don't sell guns!

Well, the rush and headaches of the holidays are history and things are very quiet in the morning. Slow easy pace. If I could sleep standing up, I'd have had a great nap today. Nice, quiet day. Very quiet. Almost too quiet. So quiet I dusted the candy bars in my lane! Cleaning the keys on my register kind of quiet....where did all the shoppers go? Don't they need anything? Don't they know there are bargains galore?? For crying out loud, YOU CAN BUY CHRISTMAS ORNAMENTS FOR 40 CENTS!!!!!!! AREN'T YOUR LEFTOVERS GONE YET...COME BUY A LOAF OF BREAD FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, so it's the law that I have to card you when you purchase alcohol. It is also required by my employer to ask you for ID to purchase alcohol. And....in order to complete your transaction I have to enter your birthdate into the computer. If I don't, the computer won't allow me to sell it to you. I realize you look like Moses older brother, but if I don't put your birthdate in the systerm, it will stop me. And the system can't see your gray nose hair!!!!! So I have to tell it!!!!!
So, now, is it really THAT big a deal to tell me your birthdate? Oh, now you call me stupid! Because I'm following the law!!!! You're like those drivers who flip you off because you're going the speed limit!!!
Calm down, so you don't want to announce to the cutie behind you that you're older than Moses, just show me your drivers liscense, I can read <even if you think I"m stupid> it off the card, enter it into the system and get you out of my lane.
Watch your language....and no I'm not dumber than %@*&# and you're not being nice to that minority.
Oh great, now you have me crying....and here comes the front end manager....what do you mean you don't want it!!
I think he was proof alcohol makes people stupid!

I get a real chuckle out of some of the folks that come through. Take the women, for instance, that come through with tampax, pamprin, chocolate and icecream. You kind of know what their day has been like.