The Girl Who Talked Back
A local convenience store has two registers. One has orange signs all over it that say, “NO CHECKS.” The other at the opposite end of the counter has green signs that say, “CHECKS ACCEPTED HERE.”
I walk in to get a drink and a snack and find a couple somewhere in their fifties standing at the register that says, “NO CHECKS.” The attendant is from somewhere in India, and the customers are white.
Male Customer: “I know you know how to speak English because you’ve been doing it the whole time we’ve been here.”
Attendant: “Yes, sir, we just can’t—”
Female Customer: *Waving a checkbook in his face* “Then let us pay!”
Attendant: “Yes, ma’am, but this register will not take checks.”
He gestures to the signs all over the register he is standing at and then over to the other register.
Attendant: “But we can over there.”
Male Customer: “I’m about to call the police and tell them you’re refusing us service!
I step up.
Me: “Hey, you’re paying with a check?”
Female Customer: “Yes!” *Slaps her checkbook on the countertop* “He will not take our money!”
Me: “Maybe because you aren’t paying attention.”
Male Customer: “Excuse me?”
Me: “If you’d take five seconds to look around, you’d see that the signs at this register say they can’t take checks, but that register is decorated with all kinds of things saying that they can take checks.”
The couple looks back and forth at the registers and then steps over to the other register. The attendant moves to the other register and gives me a small nod of thanks.
Male Customer: “Well? What are you still doing here?”
Me: “Just making sure you’re being respectful until you’re gone.”
Male Customer: “You’re not respecting us!”
Me: “You haven’t earned it. It’s his job to be polite to you regardless of how awful you are, but I can be as honest as I want.”
The man turns his back to me, but he doesn’t say anything else. The attendant still talks to them with a smile, thanks them for their business, and wishes them well. The man tries to check me with his shoulder as they walk toward the exit, but he misses. He turns back at the door and glares.
Attendant: “You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to talk to customers like that.”
Me: “I worked at [Large Retailer] for years. I’m sure I can relate.”
The attendant gave me 20% off my purchase that day, and now every time I come in, no matter who is behind the register, they all know me as “the girl who talked back.”