>>5840554>knowing that in an hour the store would close, and my manager is particularly stingy about cashiers being perfect (I got scolded quite abit, first cashier job) I defend myself by saying "I'm sure I counted correct sir, you gave me XXXX amount, I gave you YYYY amount in return. >he gives me the most soulless stare I have ever received and in a hushed tone asks if he can speak to my manager>over a dime>figuring I'd rather give the guy the fucking dime than get spoken to by my manager later, i have the idea that I'll give him what he wants, and dig a dime out of my wallet after this transaction is over to balance the register so everybody wins>I hand him a dime palm-up, and he reaches and literally scratches the hell out of my hands grabbing it (I didn't notice at first glance, he had REALLY long finger nails)>says to me angrily as he is grabbing it "I'm only a comedian part time, I really need to make ends meet" and sneers>takes a hard turn 90 degrees and marches away stomping his boots without his receipt.>mfw I put one of my own dimes in the register after, and I was still under ten cents end of the nightI wish I could say I haven't had stranger experiences at that job, but I literally had an old woman stay in the store from open to close claiming she was mugged and lost her purse, even though she never had a purse to begin with, a woman who wanted me to tie a 300 lb wardrobe to the top of her mini-cooper, and a guy who literally shit his pants as he walked the edges of the store, didn't buy anything, and left.
8 bucks an hour never felt so good
