Fake Fall

So this actually happened while I was working as a cashier. I do was doing my normal thing when out of the corner of my eye I see a very pregnant woman in flip flops slowly sliding to the ground. Well I didn’t know what to think of it, kind of odd I thought to sit in the middle of a pretty crowded walk way. So I asked her “are you ok?” and she responded in a rather annoyed way, “I’m 9 months pregnant and I just slipped, what do you think?” So at this point I’m not sure what to do, but I go and get my supervisor, and by this point this woman is making a scene. So it is the supervisors job to keep the person under control until the manager can get there and have them fill out paperwork. So by this point it is pretty damn chaotic around my register. It was discovered that there was a long trail of water starting at one end of the front of the store and ending at another. Someone had had a bottle of water and had slowly emptied it while walking. Kind of odd. Well anyway I filled out an incident report and things settled down. I didn’t hear anything more about it for a while, until I got a call from someone at corporate. Apparently this woman had filed a suit. Well from my perspective of the fall, and the odd trail of water, I would say that maybe she needed some extra money for junior.

Dumb Blonde

This story begins on a typical Sunday afternoon. I encountered the stupidest person in the world. This girl was probably around 18 years old, fairly attractive, and blonde. She was returning some boots she purchased online, and didn’t have a receipt. Alright done with the basics on to the juice. So when someone doesn’t have a receipt for something that they bought online we have two options; do a receipt look up with their credit card, or have them print a receipt from one of our kiosk’s. Well wouldn’t you know it, the boots were on her mothers credit card; that option out the window. I also should probably mention that getting information out of this girl was like picking the fruit out of jello; time consuming and unpleasant. Ok, so now we move to the kiosk where I will help her print her receipt. I tell her follow me, and she takes that to mean “go ahead go do your shopping and come back assuming that I was able to print your receipt without having any of your information.” So finally she comes back, and gets in a huff that I wasn’t able to print the receipt. So I told her to go and do it herself, and she walked up to an ATM thinking that it is one of the kiosk’s. Pretty funny moment if I do say so myself. Well anyway long story short it took about 45 minutes for her to finally be able to print the damn thing, all the while she was whining about how hard her life is and how “things just never go right for her”. God I would kill for the worse thing to happen to me be not being able to return some damn boots.