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Awkward...Very, Very Awkward (& random Wal-mart happenings/)

So I was at work (Wal-mart) and one of my fellow cashiers (I am a cashier) had an accident today. Well my fellow cashier is about in her early 50's, and she defecated on herself on accident of course. And she wears like thin khaki's so you could see it and it was just so gross. And me and my other fellow cashiers are just looking around trying not to make a scene and not say anything. Because if that would ever happen to me (knock on wood) I would want people to forget. But since it was so awkward and all the cashiers noticed. It was the joke of the day, because the lady smiled when she did it, and it was the funniest thing ever. <br><br>Oh and then this guy brought in a 1mil dollar bill and tried to buy something with it. Then this one woman tried to buy $25 worth of socks with a food stamp card. I had a man urinate on himself in my line. People seem to get mad at me when their coupons don't work. I may have broke my register because I spilt a cup of ice on the wires. Then when I'm walking to the back of the store, customers want to ask me where things are, while I swirl my name tag that says "Cashier" on it, so they would understand I check customers out, not tell them where things are. <br><br>Oh and then, they ask me "Can you bag all these items together since their going to the same person" and I say "yes" but then they have huge blankets and items that don't even go in bags. Then their always the old lady who buys 60 can foods and they can't carry it out and they almost fall over. Then theirs the on person who your checking that person out ad they say "Miss blah blah blah" and I'm like rude, and its like they couldn't wait. Oh and then peoples kids always turn the bag thing when I'm putting items in the bag, ad the parents don't do anything. <br><br>And then theirs the lady who has a cart full of items and she is still loading items on the belt while all my bags are full. So I just spin it around because I have know where for these bags to go. <br><br>Oh and when my lights off they ask "Hey are you open" and I really want to reply "Is my light on". And its always when I need to go do something and I'm only their to sign-off the register. <br><br>So It was a story then randomness then a rant on customers at wal-mart.<br><br>P.s. this is what cashiers talk about all the time (I know because I am one)
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Comments

  • I used to be a cashier. Some people..... I had a man start screaming at me once because "his fish were gonna die" because his two year old (non warrentied) pump died and we wouldnt replace it in store (couldnt AND we didnt have one anyways) and he figured it was MY fault he had to go through the company to get it fixed. And then there was a guy who dropped a bag of lime with a hole in it on my counter. Its like... i coulda gotten that from the buggy... now i have to spend 15 minutes cleaning up my register and hoping i dont get another customer. (Only cashier.. x.X)
  • Sounds like my old job lol. I didn't work at wal-mart but I was a clerk/cashier/deli worker/ everything at a gas station. Some days it could be absolute heck! My boyfriend is a cashier/stocked/clerk at a Dollar General and he also knows the "joys" of this line of work. If all this happened in one day then shew sounds like a doozie.
  • I was a cashier at a snooty upscale grocery store for two years, and that is the worst job on the planet. I couldn't work at Walmart, there's too much ignorance there. lmao.
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  • Well, there are some bad days and their are good days. For example I know this lady was lying about a $10 item being half off, and I wanted my manger to say no. Because theirs no $5 sticker on it or anything, ad she was the only one who bought them throughout my whole day. But my manager was like go ahead and give her the price. I'm going to have to be a mean cashier and say it's not half off and sorry for you. <br><br>Like I love the customers who make me laugh and is a enjoyment. But the others can do without. But thats life and people.
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    My Kennel
    First 8x4's Belgian Laekenois
    First 9x4's Belgian Shepards
    First 10x4 Australian Silky Terriers
  • Ugh and like when a customer find an expensive item and puts it in the "Half off" cheaper items of the same type bucket and trys to tell me that the tag said it was 5$ when its supposed to be 30 x.X made me soo mad.
  • A lady did that to me yesterday, it was a thing that went under your christmas tree and the price was $15 and she was like "I saw it in the .97 cent bin" I thinking it is the Christmas season their is nothing for Christmas that is on sale right now. I mean people through things wherever all the time. Like why would a single chritmas item be in a bin with a whole bunch of little do dads and be .97 cents. Make no sense.
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    My Kennel
    First 8x4's Belgian Laekenois
    First 9x4's Belgian Shepards
    First 10x4 Australian Silky Terriers
  • Some people..... they think cashiers are idiot. Either that or punching bags.
  • I'm a cashier at the local liquor store, and I still can't figure out whether I love or hate my job. <br>People bring in their kids and let them loose around the store, so they go and pick up bottles and touch everything and grab candy and try not to pay for it and hide behind the big beer displays and I'm constantly on edge because something can topple over and crash at any minute. <br>There are people who leave cooler doors open as they come up to the register. <br>People chuck their debit/credit cards at me while they're yapping on the phone, then I have to give it back and try not to make them feel stupid as they see the giant self-use credit machine in front of them. <br>There are groups of yelling and giggling obviously underage teenage girls that try to "prove" they're over twenty-one by loudly talking about how much they drank last night and so-and-so got this bottle and blah blah, then give me dirty looks when I calmly tell them to get out.<br>There was one guy that liked to come in intoxicated every now and then, and we have tiny mini bottles in a plastic bowl on the counter. So he would grab the whole bowl and turn it upside down on the counter and yell at me to find him a particular flavor. Also, I once made the stupid mistake of handing him a quarter in his change that someone decided to color with a pink sharpie. So he rampaged back in, yelling at me for giving him a "fake" quarter because it didn't jingle together with the other coins and, of course, it was pink. <br>Then you have all the creepy old men who know your name, tell you they saw you biking to/from work the other day, and want to take you to Atlantic City with them. <br><br>But then again, you have all the wacky customers and co-workers and with the majority, it's just a big family. I love my job. But then I hate. But I still love it.
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