Unfiltered Story #197499

, | Unfiltered | June 19, 2020

I had been working retail for nine months. It was one of my last shifts, because I had found a new (and much better job), and I was fed up working retail, and had just put my two weeks in, so I was antsy to be finished.

The store closes at 9:00 PM, and it was about 8:50 PM, give or take a few minutes. These customers come up to my register. She has hundreds of dollars worth of clothes, and a bunch of coupons. Since we cannot combine coupons, she asks to use them in separate transactions (we can’t say no, even if we want to, because the customer’s happiness is of utmost important, even at the sake of our sanity), and so I get started.

The whole time, she’s asking me what the prices are, deciding if she actually wants to buy certain items or not, asking me to take out certain ones to swap with other items, and her kids and mom are shopping/bringing up things to purchase (in separate transactions, of course). The manager who was closing the registers had left after closing three of the four registers (a few minutes in to that lady’s transactions), and he had come back twenty minutes later, only to see me STILL ringing up the same lady. He gives me the universal “are you serious, they’re STILL here?” look.

It’s about 9:20, the store has been closed for twenty minutes, and she’s telling me about how she used to work in an office, and would hate when people would come in five minutes before closing. I resist the urge to say something sarcastic, because I just don’t care anymore. FINALLY, at 9:38, I finish her transactions, and send her on her merry way. My manager purchases something right after (one of our departments missed their sales goal by $40, so he was helping them out), and tells me not to put his associate discount in so that he could give me a survey, because I was very very patient, and I only rolled my eyes when I had my back turned.

So that was nice, at least.