i got angry and made a thing.
As a cashier who deals with this shit every day, it’s nice to see that some people actually care about us.
Change= no longer important to me
also don’t fucking talk on your cell phones when we’re checking your stuff and processing your payment. it’s fucking rude as hell.
The last one can span all jobs that require dealing with the public in a setting like that like restaurants or offices
Too many of these need to be filed under “how to be my favoritest customer ever” rather than “how to not be an asshole”.
Your ~*speed score*~ is really something’s that’s between you and your manager, and not something that should concern your customers in the least. Guess what, if you keep a steady pace over the hundreds of transactions you do each month, my fumbling for the change will not only have an utterly negligible effect on your score, but will be evened out by the fact that the other cashiers (that you’re being compared against) also have customers that fumble for change.
And it’s also not my responsibility to know where the bar code is located on each item, and where the scanner is located on your register. If I can lift a heavy item from my cart and put it on the conveyor belt, you should be able to figure out a way to scan it. In fact, UPC barcodes are placed strategically in a way that’s designed to maximize the speed of scanning each item, so if it’s on the bottom, it’s probably because that’s where the scanner is located on most registers.
As far as using lane dividers and looking at lane lights, these are rather obvious suggestions, but don’t act like it’s that fucking hard to apologize and say that you’re closed, or to ask for clarification about which items belong to which customer.
The person who wrote this should ponder the role in which their sense of entitlement plays in their inability to find a job where they are less “underpaid”.
Most of these things I see going around, and the comments people add to them, can be pretty ableist so like … as long as I am not trying to be an ass I don’t give a fuck about all your little rules to help you have less of a self-made bitter attitude towards having to do your job.