Convenience Store Chronicles
Chapter One: It Ain’t Cheap
Mr. Cheapo walks into the store. Short hair, baggy pants, over sized t-shirt. White! he goes straight for the soda and some crackers then he decides he wants one of our breakfast sandwiches. As he walks to the front he sets his selections down on the counter in front of me and I proceed to ring them up. As he watches his price climb for his limited purchase he speaks.
“Man this shit ain’t cheap!”
My mind reels about how unintelligent this person really happens to be. First of all our prices are labeled on all of our products. And he took about 10 minutes to get back to the counter. So, I would assume he had the time to look at prices and compare. He had time time select what he could afford. However, he still brings it up and thinks that I am paid to be his shrink… All I want to do is yell… “I don’t Fucking care!” But I digress.
Second, we have people who walk into the store and proceed to get grab things that they obviously can’t afford and complain to ME, or my co-workers. I don’t get it, people who forget their wallets…How do you do that? I know right away when I don’t have my wallet it is one of the first things I check for every time I get up, or get out of my car.
And lastly, people who come to the store for the reason of filling up their gas tanks and ‘forget’ their wallets. They really piss me off. Also one reason gas prices tend to steepen. The more money we lose the higher our prices have to go so that we can make up the difference.
We had a guy come into the store today, we’ll call him… Mr. Jackoff, no that is a different story…Mr. Ihavenobrain. So Mr. Ihavenobrain drives up with a car with no plates, our policy is to make them pre-pay. So we tell him he needs to come in and pay. He walks in the store and tells us he owns a car dealership and needed to fill up the car for an employee. However he forgot his wallet at the dealership…RIIIIIIGHT. so we declined him gas and he had the audacity to get mad at us for not letting him fill up his tank. Needless to say, he didn’t return.
Sorry for boring you with my horrible story. Thanks for reading.
