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21 July 2003 @ 10:33 am
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All that is wet shines with tangerine iridescence, as a sunset of orange blends a rainbow into a sky of gray and violet. Lightning persists for hours as sudden brilliant scratches. The backyard gazebo turns into a negative print as blue light reaches for the ground, and the power flashes on and off - I grow worried, but my sense of exhilaration does not ebb. This is weather! I can feel the thunder in the floor.

It reminds me of one of my favorite quotes ... "When we stepped outside, I couldn't help stopping a moment to take in the sunset, which painted the sky behind the distant hills in rusts and pinks as striking as the loveliest kimono -- even more so, because no matter how magnificent a kimono is, your hands will never glow orange in its light. But in that sunset my hands seemed to have been dipped in some sort of iridescence. I raised them up and gazed at them for a long moment" (Memoirs of a Geisha, 221).

...

A customer tried to steal a VCR yesterday. She came through my line, and she had the VCR on the little "shelf" thing below the main body of the cart, if you know what I mean. The cart itself blocked my view, as did my counter, so I had no clue that something was even there. Being busy as all hell and having a longer line than I would have liked, and also being more trusting than I probably should be in this environment, there was no way I would have seen it unless she had put it up on my counter (which, I always assume, a customer would be honest enough to do). She handed me a large box which further blocked my view and distracted me, and I scanned that ... I scanned her other items that she put up on the counter, and she paid her "total" ... she went off, and I didn't think a thing about it. I moved on to the next customer. Mr. Backbrace, a fellow employee, was looking out for me, however. He came over and asked me if I had scanned that VCR ... my response was classic. "Huh? What VCR?"

Mr. Backbrace went over and stopped the "lady," who came back and was quite upset and tried to shift the blame onto me, basically accusing me of setting her up ("I thought she scanned it," she said among other things ... yeah right! My scanner doesn't go that far down! And I usually climb UP onto the counter if there is something in the cart that the customer doesn't want to lift.).

I hate this job a little more every day.
 
 
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J: hella sexydrunkontea on July 21st, 2003 04:41 am (UTC)
I have nothing else to say besides, "what a bitch." :\ Customers are part of the reason I wouldn't want to work as a cashier.
HEADCLEANER: Holding My Thoughts in My Heartantitype on July 21st, 2003 08:49 am (UTC)
Hm, I've had my share of cashiering experiences like this, and the possibility that the woman forgot that the VCR was down there or assumed you had it scanned isn't all that farfetched. People are absent-minded, and it could have been a simple human error. Your manager himself could have placed the blame on you, too, since most stores train the cashier to be sure that items on the lower part of the cart are scanned (whether the woman was trying to steal it or not). :d

All I'm saying is .. don't be so quick to assume the lady was some dirty criminal. ^^;
One Who Wanders: AAGH!abiona on July 21st, 2003 05:58 pm (UTC)
::in a bad mood::
You know what? Criminal or not, I guess in the end it doesn't really matter, because it all worked out and its in the past.

Most stores, yes. My store? No. Did I even know that there was something on the bottom of the cart? No. Did I screw up? Yes. Was it intentional? No. Were there mitigating circumstances? Yes.

I think, despite how much I dislike people, that I give them more than a fair chance. Despite this, I still don't think she was completely innocent.
One Who Wanders: apartabiona on July 21st, 2003 06:39 pm (UTC)
Re: ::in a bad mood::
::rereads her comment::

I think I should retire for the evening. >.>
aethene on July 22nd, 2003 06:08 am (UTC)
Hah. Hobos sleep on the porches and pee in the ash trays here at the museum! Beat ya~.
One Who Wanders: ackabiona on July 22nd, 2003 10:48 am (UTC)
I wasn't aware that we were competing. o_o