This happened about twenty years ago.
My mother and I go out to buy some food, and we successfully find everything on our list. We head to the checkout and chat with the cashier as she rings us up.
Cashier: “Oh, wow, hahaha. Okay, a ga— Gall-gallen-ga—”
She turns deadly white, eyes opened wide and staring into space as she struggles to speak.
Mom & Me: “Are you okay?!”
Cashier: *Faintly* “Yeah, I just-just-just—”
Mom: “You ‘just’ need to sit down!”
The cashier seems upset but is still speaking faintly.
Cashier: “My manager…”
Mom: “We’ll explain to him. [My Name], take her to the chairs near the entrance. I’ll find someone to call a manager.”
Working in retail myself, I know it’s a big no-no for customers to come behind the register, and ESPECIALLY for them to actually touch the cashier, but she hasn’t regained her color and she’s starting to recover her senses enough to be visibly upset.
I speak gently as I put one hand on her shoulder and the other on her back.
Me: “Here, come with me. Don’t worry. There are chairs right here. Come sit down. I’ll sit with you. It’s okay. Do you need water? We were buying water bottles; I can get you one.”
She continues to protest about her manager and insists that she’s fine, but she clearly isn’t.
After a couple of minutes, my mother returns with a manager. He takes one look at her and shakes his head.
Manager: “Did you drive or take a cab today?”
Cashier: “I got a ride. She’s picking me up.”
Manager: “Good. You stay here until she arrives. Ladies, you can come back to the register. I’ll finish ringing you up.”
Me: “I’ll sit with her until we’re ready to go.”
The manager nodded and started ringing up the rest of the groceries for my mom. I sat with the cashier and tried to calm her. She was slowly regaining some color and seemed to be focusing again, and she told me her shift was over in just a few minutes anyway. Because of this, we chose to sit with her until her ride came to get her, and when her friend came in, we warned her about the cashier’s sudden distress. Thankfully, her friend was able to get her up and walking steadily, and they headed out the door together.
Whatever it was that happened, I hope she recovered quickly.