From where quality comes first...

(And this was not the first time I've had this happen.)

Dear customer,

You had a whole cartful of groceries. No big deal. You saw our self-selling silent salesman, commonly called the candy rack, and decided you wanted a Hershey bar. Also no big deal.

However, for you to stuff the whole thing in your mouth, hand me the wrapper, and tell me "I don't want this", it is a big deal. I rang you up for the candy bar anyways, as I'm supposed to do.

For you to go to the courtesy desk afterwards to get your 63 cents back is unheard of. I was asked about it and I told them the truth. If you got your 63 cents back, so be it, I'm not getting in trouble for it.

Bleep off and die,

Your cashier.

(And this one was plain nuts.)

Dear customer,

We have a salad bar, and we sell our salad at $3.99/lb. Now because we're not allowed to charge for the container, we use the tare function on the scale to remove the .04 lb to .08 lb before weighing the salad.

You had a quite large container of salad, and the particular container you had weighed .08 lb. You had crammed 1.53 lb into that container. Yet the first thing you tell me is "And how much is it without the container?"

I show you that I have tared the .08 lb off, because the lollipop display for the scale says 1.61 lb on it -- minus the .08 lb of the container, is 1.53 lb. Yet you insist that I'm holding it down with my hand to trick you. When I put both hands in the air, it still says 1.61 lb. You then insist that I have a foot pedal or something to artificially add weight on the scale. Nope, we don't have that either. You then decided you didn't want it anymore, and left it. We cannot return it to inventory, so thanks to your thickheadedness, we just wasted a good amound of salad.

Bleep off and die,

Your cashier.

From where quality comes first...

(And this was not the first time I've had this happen.)

Dear customer,

You had a whole cartful of groceries. No big deal. You saw our self-selling silent salesman, commonly called the candy rack, and decided you wanted a Hershey bar. Also no big deal.

However, for you to stuff the whole thing in your mouth, hand me the wrapper, and tell me "I don't want this", it is a big deal. I rang you up for the candy bar anyways, as I'm supposed to do.

For you to go to the courtesy desk afterwards to get your 63 cents back is unheard of. I was asked about it and I told them the truth. If you got your 63 cents back, so be it, I'm not getting in trouble for it.

Bleep off and die,

Your cashier.

(And this one was plain nuts.)

Dear customer,

We have a salad bar, and we sell our salad at $3.99/lb. Now because we're not allowed to charge for the container, we use the tare function on the scale to remove the .04 lb to .08 lb before weighing the salad.

You had a quite large container of salad, and the particular container you had weighed .08 lb. You had crammed 1.53 lb into that container. Yet the first thing you tell me is "And how much is it without the container?"

I show you that I have tared the .08 lb off, because the lollipop display for the scale says 1.61 lb on it -- minus the .08 lb of the container, is 1.53 lb. Yet you insist that I'm holding it down with my hand to trick you. When I put both hands in the air, it still says 1.61 lb. You then insist that I have a foot pedal or something to artificially add weight on the scale. Nope, we don't have that either. You then decided you didn't want it anymore, and left it. We cannot return it to inventory, so thanks to your thickheadedness, we just wasted a good amound of salad.

Bleep off and die,

Your cashier.