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Sep. 12th, 2005 09:57 amWhy do I bother, when you're not the one for me...
I can't believe this argument has been given more than once.
On our register receipts, an F prints next to any item that can be purchased on food stamps. A T prints next to any item that is taxable. A B prints next to any item that is both food-stampable and taxable.
Well, this lady went to buy a case of Coca-Cola, priced at $4.00. Now, with 6% tax around here, that comes out to $4.24. She insists that no, she only has to pay $4.00 because the B next to the price is "tax on black people only", and since she is white, she doesn't have to pay the tax.
She is so lucky that neither Jean nor Lucille were working that day, because I would have let them try to explain that argument to a manager. It would not be pretty.
At once I awoke to a futuristic world, there were flying cars and gigantic metal bugs, I had grown a beard, it was long and white...
So I have a couple minutes left until I was done for the day, when an old bint decides she's going to be a pain in the butt. I had asked her to not let anyone in behind her, because I was closed. So naturally, she let about three carts in AHEAD of her, so as to make me late getting out because "I didn't work long enough". I put in my six hours, I've earned going home, thank you very much. What you did was not exactly a good thing to do.
Thank you for shopping at a place "where quality comes first."
I can't believe this argument has been given more than once.
On our register receipts, an F prints next to any item that can be purchased on food stamps. A T prints next to any item that is taxable. A B prints next to any item that is both food-stampable and taxable.
Well, this lady went to buy a case of Coca-Cola, priced at $4.00. Now, with 6% tax around here, that comes out to $4.24. She insists that no, she only has to pay $4.00 because the B next to the price is "tax on black people only", and since she is white, she doesn't have to pay the tax.
She is so lucky that neither Jean nor Lucille were working that day, because I would have let them try to explain that argument to a manager. It would not be pretty.
At once I awoke to a futuristic world, there were flying cars and gigantic metal bugs, I had grown a beard, it was long and white...
So I have a couple minutes left until I was done for the day, when an old bint decides she's going to be a pain in the butt. I had asked her to not let anyone in behind her, because I was closed. So naturally, she let about three carts in AHEAD of her, so as to make me late getting out because "I didn't work long enough". I put in my six hours, I've earned going home, thank you very much. What you did was not exactly a good thing to do.
Thank you for shopping at a place "where quality comes first."