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Currently working at a drug store and it's actually the least awful job I've ever had (since I work mainly in photo).
Occasionally I'll get calls about store exclusive funkos and we never carry the Marvel ones they want. Of course, those are the ones they keep asking for.
Other than a few nerds looking for the new Deadpool, I can't say I have any /toy/ related stories.
Whenever I work checkout:
>slow old women using checks that fell the need to write it all out even though they don't need to thanks to our register that can do the checks digitally.
>cheapskates from all races (haven't seen Asian or Hispanic yet, but they don't frequent ourban establishment) who always tell me to take something off because it's too expensive.
> people who flip out when they see the price of something on the display before they use their rewards card, which always drops the price after it's entered.
>obnoxious people calling asking for some of the most obscure products and mumbling the name, making it even more difficult.
>Indians calling and being essentially unintelligible and cheap.
>people who can't even bother to appear polite because of the apparent rush they're in. So I keep it short and detached with them.
>dipshit who put their money on the counter when my hand is right there and waiting. But if I do that , I'm the asshole.
>people who buy cigarettes and outright say they're buying them for someone else. One, I don't give a fuck. Two, I'm required to check IDs of anyone who looks under 40 and in these cases I'm not supposed to sell them to you.
>all the smokers who want some specific brand of death that I can't recognize because they all look the same. Fuck anyone who buys Marlboro. That shit blurs together. I need a damn laser pointer for them to use.
