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    Stealing Away For A Break

    | SA, Australia | At The Checkout, Coworkers, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I work at a petrol station. As is the case with many stations, we do get theft, but have been told to never single anyone out or judge people on appearance. A coworker and I notice a customer coming in, the only one as it is around 11 pm at the time.)

    Coworker: *loudly, but whispering to me* “LOOK AT HIM!” *points to the customer*

    Me: “Yes? What about him?”

    Coworker: “He’s CLEARLY going to steal something. You can just tell. I’m going to check the cameras!”

    Me: “Okay… then?”

    (A couple of other customers come in the pay for their petrol or buy small items. As she has left me alone, I am the only one on the checkouts now. I serve all three quickly. The original customer comes up last.)

    Me: “Is that all today?”

    Customer: “Yes, thanks.”

    Me: “By the way… and sorry if this is left field. I’m in no way accusing you of anything here.. but you haven’t got anything in your pockets, have you, sir?”

    (The customer laughs a bit, then winks at me, pulling out his wallet to pay. It’s got a police officer’s badge on it.)

    Customer: “I should hope I don’t. I don’t really feel like calling it in off-duty.”

    (We both laughed and I explained the coworker had ran upstairs to monitor him because he was wearing a hoodie in the store. We laughed more at this and went on with our day. The coworker came back about half an hour later, having taken a nice, relaxing break on the cameras – and I had a line of eight customers who were getting grumpy at the wait for a simple purchase.)

    Leaving

    | Bristol, CT, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre/Silly, Geography, Job Seekers

    (I recently moved from Los Angeles, CA, to Small Town, CT, for work at a specific sports company based in Connecticut. I haven’t gotten around to changing over my California driver’s license yet. I make the mistake of stopping in to buy cigarettes.)

    Me: “Hi. Can I have a pack of [Brand]?”

    Cashier: “Sure, can I see ID?”

    Me: “Of course, here you go.”

    Cashier: “California?!”

    Me: “Yup, just moved here. I’ll get an updated ID soon.”

    Cashier: *practically screeching* “WHY ARE YOU IN CONNECTICUT, THEN?!”

    Me: “I lost my job in Los Angeles, and it’s really expensive to live there even with a job, so I moved back east to stay with family and then I was offered a job at [Well Known Company just up the road]. I couldn’t say no.”

    Cashier: *snotty now* “Why in the world would you ever leave California? I mean you could live on the beach if you were homeless; it’s not like you’d need money!”

    Me: “Um, no, I have student loans and other bills that need to get paid. Besides, it’s not everyday you’re offered a job, so it’s kind a really good opportunity.”

    Cashier: “I don’t care. You NEVER should have left California. I don’t care what kind of job I was offered. I would have never left!”

    Me: “Okay, well, good for you. Career-wise it made sense for me to move to work here.”

    Cashier: “I don’t care. I can’t believe you would move. That’s just so crazy. Why would you do that?!”

    Me: “Okay, that’s enough. Give me cigarettes and my beverage and stop questioning my life choices, unless you want me to start asking about yours!”

    Cashier: “Well, fine, but there is no need to get snotty about it!”

    Me: “Okay, then.”

    (As I’m leaving she calls out again:)

    Cashier: “I just don’t understand why you would leave California! You’re crazy!”

    Should Try The Self-Checkout Next Time

    | Berkeley, CA, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre/Silly, Employees

    (I am the customer in this story, buying drinks from a gas station. I work in retail myself. The cashier rings me out like normal until after the last register beep.)

    Me: “Did you find everything you needed today?”

    Cashier: *looking at me like I have horns*

    Me: “Oh, my god, I cannot believe I just did that. I’m a cashier myself and didn’t realize how much of a habit that had become! I’m so sorry!”

    Cashier: *dies of laughter*

    Belongs In The Car Fool Lane

    | USA | At The Checkout, Criminal/Illegal, Ignoring/Inattentive

    (My work is only a 10-minute walk from home. On the walk to work I pass a gas station with a small convenience section. I call in one day on the way into work to pick up some milk and a breakfast snack. I go to the counter to pay.)

    Me: “Just this, please.”

    Cashier #1: “What pump?”

    Me: “I haven’t pumped gas; I just want to buy the milk and snack.”

    Cashier #1: “Lady, I’m not an idiot, and I WILL call the Police if you leave without paying for what you pumped!”

    Me: “I WALKED HERE! Look outside, there are NO cars parked in the forecourt!”

    Cashier #1: “Well, you probably pumped and drove off round the corner when I was on the phone!”

    Me: “Are you crazy?! Check the CCTV, or check your system; it will show I have not pulled up in a car, or pumped anything.”

    (By this time, the shouting has drawn the attention of another cashier, thankfully who I had seen plenty of times before and who I knew well enough to exchange pleasantries with.)

    Cashier #2: “[Cashier #1], what are you doing?”

    Cashier #1: “This THIEF is trying to scam us out of paying her fuel!”

    Cashier #2: “No, she works in the building next door. She comes in all the time; if you paid attention you’d know that.”

    (She then rang me up for my items and I walked out the door, through the forecourt and round the corner to my office. As I rounded the corner, I looked back to see Cashier #1 still watching me as I walked to make sure I don’t have a secret car hidden round ‘the corner.’ At least it woke me up for the day!)

    Not Faking Their Hatred For The Job

    | VA, USA | At The Checkout, Criminal/Illegal, Employees, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I’m looking around in a gas station when a clearly underage teenager tries to buy beer.)

    Cashier: “ID, please.”

    Teen: “Here you go.” *handing over an ID*

    (The cashier looks at it for a second before throwing it down on the counter.)

    Cashier: “Hey, man, this s***’s fake!”

    (The teen turns white as a sheet.)

    Teen: “Wh… what?”

    Cashier: “You heard me! This s*** is fake! But I don’t give a f***. I hate my job.” *rings up the beer and hands the change over to the teenager* “Have a nice day, kid!”


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