When a customer needs to get checked out, they often go to the register. Most of the time, I have no problem with this. Customers usually find where they need to go, and we send them out the door. I get a little peeved when I wait and wait at the till for several minutes, as some customers look ready to go. As soon as I walk away from the till....they are ready to get rung up.
A worse peeve I have, is when we have two tills. When Summertime hits, we get two. Without fail, as soon as we pull out the second register, and stand behind it, all customers go to the first one. And if we are camped out at #1, they go to #2. Do you normally go to the empty register at the grocery store? No! So why do it at my place?
I once got asked, "Can I pay anywhere?" Mmm, no, I don't have 100s of dollars in my pocket for change. Sorry. Once I told the customer that I had a till in said place, I got a "Oh really?"
As a customer, look around for a register near the clerks. If you are confused, ask a clerk. We are very happy to ring you up. Don't walk over to an unattended register and stand there. Sometimes it can be effective, but a lot of the time, it's just aggravating, and oftentimes, we can't help you there anyway.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Summer's Coming
Well, another Summer season is upon us. And it is very apparent. Weird customers have been popping up more. The t-shirts in the back have been repeatedly demolished. We're getting stupid questions more often. But, lucky me, I get to leave the state for 2 weeks to get away from it! And then it's full time into Summer. Then I will have more stories to tell...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
This IS a real job
Originally posted on my personal blog July 26, 2008.
Just because I work as a candy counter girl in a tourist shop doesn't mean that I'm a high schooler with no ambition. Maybe there's a reason I don't pursue a better job right now...so that I can get a better job faster? Right now, my employment is treating me well (well, that could be questioned =P) I have a good boss, good coworkers, but the best part is the schedule. I can work as much or as little as I want during the school year. So, as I have done the past 2 years, I will be going to school full time and working every couple of days. If I were to work full time elsewhere, I would not be done with my AA degree and would still be floundering around, hoping to pass my classes. Basically, this is the best employment for me right now. I will still get a paycheck but be working on my schooling full time. My boss won't push me to work any more than I want, ever. Where else in town can I get a job like that?
I had a customer tonight who was the icing on the cake after several irritating customers. He was like, "When you grow up, what's your real job going to be?"
I started seething inside.
For one thing, I do have a real job. While it's not a 9-5 office job, it pays my bills and I have worked here for 2 and a half years continuously. I consider that to be a real job to me. I realize that I am still very young. I look young. I work with young coworkers. But. I am a college student. Married and living on my own. I have a steady job. The satisfaction I felt when saying I was working on becoming an accountant and saying I'm halfway there and seeing the surprise on that guy's face was slightly nice, but not really worth having to go through the conversation!
I dunno, it was totally not a big deal, but I do get sick of being treated like I am twelve for working retail.
Just because I work as a candy counter girl in a tourist shop doesn't mean that I'm a high schooler with no ambition. Maybe there's a reason I don't pursue a better job right now...so that I can get a better job faster? Right now, my employment is treating me well (well, that could be questioned =P) I have a good boss, good coworkers, but the best part is the schedule. I can work as much or as little as I want during the school year. So, as I have done the past 2 years, I will be going to school full time and working every couple of days. If I were to work full time elsewhere, I would not be done with my AA degree and would still be floundering around, hoping to pass my classes. Basically, this is the best employment for me right now. I will still get a paycheck but be working on my schooling full time. My boss won't push me to work any more than I want, ever. Where else in town can I get a job like that?
I had a customer tonight who was the icing on the cake after several irritating customers. He was like, "When you grow up, what's your real job going to be?"
I started seething inside.
For one thing, I do have a real job. While it's not a 9-5 office job, it pays my bills and I have worked here for 2 and a half years continuously. I consider that to be a real job to me. I realize that I am still very young. I look young. I work with young coworkers. But. I am a college student. Married and living on my own. I have a steady job. The satisfaction I felt when saying I was working on becoming an accountant and saying I'm halfway there and seeing the surprise on that guy's face was slightly nice, but not really worth having to go through the conversation!
I dunno, it was totally not a big deal, but I do get sick of being treated like I am twelve for working retail.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Joran
Sometime last year, a father brought in his son to get candy. They turned out to be locals, and that turned out to be unfortunate for us.
Son is about 6 or 7 years of age, and comes in after 3:30, after school is out for the day. His father has a 1 dollar bill for the kid to spend. There is not much for the kid to get, even after pointing at the chocolate in the case and is denied. He decides he wants jelly beans. His father opens the bins for him as we look on. To our shock, said child reaches in with his hand to taste, and to grab jelly beans for his bag. Repeated chastisement later, we got the kid out the door, with a $.98 purchase. We breathed a sigh of relief, after much discussion.
A week or two later, who walks in, but the kid and his dad. Same thing, 1 dollar to spend. Except this time, the kid was loud, yelling across the store, "Dad, Dad, DAD!" and his dad totally ignored him. Meanwhile, it is impossible to ignore him from the workers' point of view. We learned a new tidbit that day: the kid does the same thing (grabbing, whiney), and also has a name, Joran.
Hearing that name soon sparked terror in our hearts. Seeing the door open to those two was enough to make us want to run away. We came to know him by name, and always had our guard up when he walked in. Who knew a little boy could strike such terror in the hearts of women?
And then one day several months ago, we never saw him again.....and we don't miss him at all.
Son is about 6 or 7 years of age, and comes in after 3:30, after school is out for the day. His father has a 1 dollar bill for the kid to spend. There is not much for the kid to get, even after pointing at the chocolate in the case and is denied. He decides he wants jelly beans. His father opens the bins for him as we look on. To our shock, said child reaches in with his hand to taste, and to grab jelly beans for his bag. Repeated chastisement later, we got the kid out the door, with a $.98 purchase. We breathed a sigh of relief, after much discussion.
A week or two later, who walks in, but the kid and his dad. Same thing, 1 dollar to spend. Except this time, the kid was loud, yelling across the store, "Dad, Dad, DAD!" and his dad totally ignored him. Meanwhile, it is impossible to ignore him from the workers' point of view. We learned a new tidbit that day: the kid does the same thing (grabbing, whiney), and also has a name, Joran.
Hearing that name soon sparked terror in our hearts. Seeing the door open to those two was enough to make us want to run away. We came to know him by name, and always had our guard up when he walked in. Who knew a little boy could strike such terror in the hearts of women?
And then one day several months ago, we never saw him again.....and we don't miss him at all.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Getting Hit on
Today I was chatting with a normal looking man in his 30s. He was with his daughter who was at least 11, probably closer to 12 or 13, but I was not sure, as she seemed small for her age. He had a strange accent, but she did not. He was rather clueless on some things, asking me what different stone rings were made of, and confused as to how mood rings worked.
I sold him a $1.50 ring, and he look at me and says, "Every guy needs a ring, don't you think?" I agreed, to be nice and conversational. And then the man continued, "So he isn't hit on by girls, because he is handsome." By this point, I was looking at him incredulously, and so was his daughter, who promptly left the store at this point. He walked out and I shook my head at his tenacity.
I sold him a $1.50 ring, and he look at me and says, "Every guy needs a ring, don't you think?" I agreed, to be nice and conversational. And then the man continued, "So he isn't hit on by girls, because he is handsome." By this point, I was looking at him incredulously, and so was his daughter, who promptly left the store at this point. He walked out and I shook my head at his tenacity.
How to walk up a street
I had an interesting exchange with a "local" the other day. As a reference, the store is in the main business district of town.
Local: "Does the business pick up in the summertime?"
Me: "Yes, of course."
Local: "I've lived here for 25 years."
Me: *nod*
Local: "How do the tourists get here?"
Me: "What do you mean?"
Local: "How do they find you guys?"
Me: "You mean the street?!"
Local: "Yes! How do they find their way up here?"
Me: "I dunno..." Thinking: How did you find your way here? You drove or walked...
Not sure if my point came across, but he basically was asking me how people find the main business district...for one, there is a sign. And plenty of tourists find their way.
Local: "Does the business pick up in the summertime?"
Me: "Yes, of course."
Local: "I've lived here for 25 years."
Me: *nod*
Local: "How do the tourists get here?"
Me: "What do you mean?"
Local: "How do they find you guys?"
Me: "You mean the street?!"
Local: "Yes! How do they find their way up here?"
Me: "I dunno..." Thinking: How did you find your way here? You drove or walked...
Not sure if my point came across, but he basically was asking me how people find the main business district...for one, there is a sign. And plenty of tourists find their way.
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