Yes laugh all you like - at my red uniform and name tag which both read 7-Eleven. Which is exactly where I'm working now, cos I feel like earning some spare cash on the side.
First day was both stressful and exciting. I have never done a cashiering job till now and I like to think that I've gotten the hang of it rather quickly. *Item comes, flash it at the laser barcode reader, bag it, tell the customer the cost, take his money (w00t), repeat the amount given, punch the appropriate buttons, give him change from the till, close it, give him everything*. Sounds easy yes.
Nope.
Predictably I think I screwed up around 3 times, resulting in several embarrassing moments. This lady came in and bought two cigarette packs and I ended giving her more change than needed. Lest you think I'm running 7-11 4 K1D5 1n N33D, I sure as hell am not. I swear I punched in the correct amount and all, but perhaps it was in the heat of the moment that my finger slipped on the screen - strange as that may sound - and hit the wrong number. But no matter, because after nearly 15 minutes worth of frantic sawing back and forth about prices and change, I got it right. Other than that unfathomably stupid ballyhoo, things were smooth.
It's nice to work a 1800-2300 shift on a Friday night because you get to see all the sorts of weirdos that walk in to buy something or other. I think the most common sight was of people buying either liquor or cigarettes or getting drunk while doing both. This guy who came in at about 10, was the strangest. He was well dressed, but shuffled his feet as though unsure of where to walk next, which was probably exactly what he was thinking. He smelled like a thousand bottles of Jim Beam and he spent nearly half an hour in the store, buying the oddest things. And he didn't buy them in a bunch - bit by bit he did it. First came the sweets, then the bread, then the Panadol Menstrual tablets, then the ice cream, then the newspaper. I haven't the faintest idea why he bought the Panadols but I assume he had some otherworldly use for them. When I told him that he had mistakenly handed me his bank transaction receipt together with his money, he just gave me this huge grin stretching to Mars and walked, sorry shuffled, away. And then there was the woman and her two guy friends who damn near bought the entire store.
Talk about odd.
Next shift's on the 2nd at 7 again. Hope I don't screw up too much man. Guys, pay me a visit, y'all.
First day was both stressful and exciting. I have never done a cashiering job till now and I like to think that I've gotten the hang of it rather quickly. *Item comes, flash it at the laser barcode reader, bag it, tell the customer the cost, take his money (w00t), repeat the amount given, punch the appropriate buttons, give him change from the till, close it, give him everything*. Sounds easy yes.
Nope.
Predictably I think I screwed up around 3 times, resulting in several embarrassing moments. This lady came in and bought two cigarette packs and I ended giving her more change than needed. Lest you think I'm running 7-11 4 K1D5 1n N33D, I sure as hell am not. I swear I punched in the correct amount and all, but perhaps it was in the heat of the moment that my finger slipped on the screen - strange as that may sound - and hit the wrong number. But no matter, because after nearly 15 minutes worth of frantic sawing back and forth about prices and change, I got it right. Other than that unfathomably stupid ballyhoo, things were smooth.
It's nice to work a 1800-2300 shift on a Friday night because you get to see all the sorts of weirdos that walk in to buy something or other. I think the most common sight was of people buying either liquor or cigarettes or getting drunk while doing both. This guy who came in at about 10, was the strangest. He was well dressed, but shuffled his feet as though unsure of where to walk next, which was probably exactly what he was thinking. He smelled like a thousand bottles of Jim Beam and he spent nearly half an hour in the store, buying the oddest things. And he didn't buy them in a bunch - bit by bit he did it. First came the sweets, then the bread, then the Panadol Menstrual tablets, then the ice cream, then the newspaper. I haven't the faintest idea why he bought the Panadols but I assume he had some otherworldly use for them. When I told him that he had mistakenly handed me his bank transaction receipt together with his money, he just gave me this huge grin stretching to Mars and walked, sorry shuffled, away. And then there was the woman and her two guy friends who damn near bought the entire store.
Talk about odd.
Next shift's on the 2nd at 7 again. Hope I don't screw up too much man. Guys, pay me a visit, y'all.
2 comments:
Hi there,
i would like to know how much you're getting paid hourly rate and do you get incentives if you work night shifts?
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