Working

[unavoidedcrisis]

Okay, so I worked my holiday Friday, and on my Saturday. Not a normal schedule, manager-wise. Usually it is Katie and Wendy, respectively, but this weekend it was Amanada and Shannon, respectively. Then me, both days, with Ryan, both days.

Now, Amanda is always wacky, Shannon is just getting over a terrible cold, and Ryan were both running on too much stress/not enough sleep. Combine that with the fact that we were insanely busy [I'm talking 3,000$ and up kind of busy], and it makes for some quality entertainment.

Examples

[It gets really busy, just as Ryan is about to go on his break. He tries to ignore me as I plead for help with my eyes, but he can't.]

Ryan: Colleen.... Okay. One. I'll help one customer.

[He obviously picks the wrong one customer. This is one of the 'lottery men'. You could spend literally an hour helping these men. They have upwards of 50 dollars of lottery tickets every time they come in. Ryan spends half an hour with this guy.]

Shannon: Ryan, I thought I told you to go on break at one!?

Ryan: You did.

Colleen: *giggle* I was busy. He said he'd help. Isn't he a sweet puppy?

Shannon: That was nice, Ryan.

Ryan: No! She tricked me! I'm not nice! I'm not sweet! I wanna go for break! And dammit! I'm not a puppy!

Shannon: ... Go for a break, Fido.

***

Amanda: [over the PA] Colleen to front cash.

Colleen: [who is at front cash, and has been since she started her shift.] Um... yes.

Amanda: [over PA] Oh. Yeah. Colleen, please remind me that number one owes the... The safe owes number one... Something owes the other two dollars.

Colleen: ... Um... yes.

***

Ryan: You know what I want really bad right now?

Colleen: What?

Ryan: To go back to bed.

Colleen: Yes, that would be nice. But do you know what I want really bad right now?

Ryan: What?

Colleen: ...*snicker*

Ryan: What??

Colleen: *snicker more*

Ryan: What is that you... Oh. Oh! No, nevermind.

Colleen: A coffee, Ryan. A coffee.

***

[We have a lot of elderly customers, and many of them do not speak clearly. And almost all of them are confused about what they want/need/have/ where they are. Colleen is coming back from her lunch. She sees a terrible sight. Mr. Rashid, who is one of the worst for confusing people, arguing with Ryan, who can be quite stubborn. She rushes to the scene.]

Colleen: Hi, what's the trouble up here?

Mr. R: This boy, he is stupid!

Colleen: No, no no. He's just had a hard day. What can I help you with?

Mr. R: I want to buy the paper!

Colleen: ...That's all?

Mr. R: That's all! Who trained him?!

Colleen: I'm... not sure that anyone did.

[Mr. Rashid buys his paper and leaves. Ryan is sulking like a six year old.]

Colleen: Ryan?

Ryan: I can't understand his accent. I tried but... Then he got mad at me.

Colleen: Oh, now aren't you just the most emo guy in the room?

Ryan: Oh shut up!

***

[Ah, the foibles of communication.]

Customer: Miss? Miss, I hate to do this to you, but I think you should call the police. There's a young man wandering around, muttering about how he can't find his gun. He said that once he finds his gun, he can finish them for good.

Colleen: *heart stops beating. life flashes before eyes* Oh my.. No. Oh sir, don't worry. That's our stockboy.

Customer: Your...

Colleen: [over PA] Ryan to front cash please. [to customer] He meant his pricing gun. It's what we use to put the little stickers on everything.

Ryan: [wanders up] Yep?

Colleen: Him sir?

Customer: Yes, him. [evil eye at Ryan]

Ryan: ...Um?

Colleen: I am so, so, sorry sir,. I'll talk to him.

[Customer leaves]

Colleen: Ryan, you can't walk around muttering about your gun. It freaks people out. It freaks me out.

Ryan: But I can't find it!!!

***

[about forty minutes later. Ryan still has not found his pricing gun, and is beginning to become frantic. He has looked in the same places upwards of four times.]

Ryan: Ahhh..... Ryan can;t find his gun. Ryan has a head ache. Ryan is getting frustrated! [He checks under the counter, for the fifth time in ten minutes]

Colleen: No. Ryan is getting neurotic.

***

Ryan: I have to call John.

Colleen: Why?

Ryan: To ask him to work for me on Monday.

Colleen: Why can't you work Monday?

Ryan: Because I'm working Monday.

Colleen: Ah.

Amanda: What the hell are you talking about?

***

[more to come]

 

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