• Stamets ( Stamets@lemmy.dbzer0.com ) OP
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      When I was working at a gas station I had to ask everyone if they pumped fuel because drive off stuff. Most of the time it was legitimately someone just forgetting due to grabbing other stuff or whatever else so we had to ask as a reminder. “Did get any gas today?”

      “Yeah somethings not quite agreeing with me, breakfast was rough” or whatever other stupid fuck response will just have me stare dead into their fucking eyes, unblinking, with every muscle in my face slack save for my mouth being closed. God that shit drives me fucking insane. Especially if it was the same twat doing it repeatedly. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

      • CileTheSane ( CileTheSane@lemmy.ca ) 
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        Worked as a supervisor in fast food. Any bill larger than $20 requires a supervisor code so they can check the bill.

        Multiple times a day:
        “It’s good, I printed it off this morning!”

        I had to just pretend I didn’t hear them and ignore it.

        A tip for everyone: if you have a “go to” joke you always use with workers, I promise you they have heard it too many times that day. Just don’t.

        • Stamets ( Stamets@lemmy.dbzer0.com ) OP
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          I’m up there at 0400 opening the place and some prick rocks up at 0645 saying that like “Oh yeah the timmies I got aint sittin right” like Sir… at this moment my job is not to serve you. My job is being paid minimum wage to not rearrange the furniture using your face as a dolly.

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      To be honest i hate when there is no price sticker or label or anything. I wanna know how much the fucking product costs before i buy it. And i frequently see missing price info in stores around here…

    • Stalinwolf ( Stalinwolf@lemmy.ca ) Banned from community
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      Boomer brain suppose that store’s property must actually be boomer’s property if store’s property does not have sticker attached. 🤯

      Like… Okay, lady… I know you’re just being snarky, but your joke doesn’t make any fucking sense.

  • ouRKaoS ( ouRKaoS@lemmy.today ) 
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    No ma’am, I cannot accept your coupon for “$5 off a Nintendo Game”… First, this coupon expired in 1994; Second, this coupon was only valid at Toys R Us; Third, this is a Wendy’s and you’re only here for your free Mini Frosty.

    Yes, I’ll get my manager…

    • I used to work in a thrift store. We’d arrive about two hours early to label merchandise and stock the shelves. One time someone left the front door unlocked. I found a woman browsing the store, in near darkness with all but a few lights off, at around 6:30 AM. The store opened at 8. When told to leave, she groused about how the door was open so it meant we were open, so she was going to finish her shopping. Fuck no. Trespassed.

  • Noxy ( noxypaws@pawb.social ) 
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    Customer, slamming down their museum grade size 8.5 white dookies with the tag still attached: “size 8.5 skates please”

    Me, pointing at one of literally five signs saying the rental skates don’t come in half sizes: “no half sizes”

    Customer, after staring at the sign for 30 seconds: “oh, uhhhh, 9.5 then”

    • One point in their defense: sign blindness, which is a combination of change blindness, inattentional blindness, and visual clutter.

      The retail environment tends to be full of visual clutter: products, prices, directions, labels, and advertisements. Especially advertisements. Even the products themselves often contain advertisements. Humans can only handle processing a limited amount of information at once, so we cope by not actively focusing on most of it. Otherwise, we’d be like small children in a theme park for the first time, stopping frequently to look at all the details. It becomes a skill and a habit that is automatically applied in similar environments.

      I’m guilty of it, and I strive to be an attentive, thoughtful person. Just the other day, I missed the “tap here” taped on the card reader at a convenience store. It was next to two advertisements for energy drinks, a rack of candy and truck stop boner pills also plastered with advertisements, and under all the signs you could imagine for tobacco products. Places like that teach us to tune out signs everywhere else.