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Today I just feel like doing 2 or 3 dear xs which are stemmed from working the past 4 days and being ready for a break from that place.

Dear X

Putting your basket on my conveyor belt does NOT mean it is MY job to unload it. You put your damn groceries in there, YOU can take them out. It’s harder for me to do it anyways b/c it’s straight ahead and I have to lean over as it is. Stop being so lazy. I’m a cashier, not your personal maid or slave.

Because it doesn’t scan does not mean it’s free. I’ve heard that 3095854 times. It’s OLD ok? Oh, and the area for your bags behind me is NOT a garbage. Do not leave your receipts there just because you don’t want them. I’ll be glad to toss it in my garbage under my register if you ask mmmmk? That’s what I thought.

When there is a line behind you stop being such a tightwad and spending 5 minutes digging for the change when you’ve got plenty of money in your hand you can use. It’s lame and it causes me to get backed up.

Old men do not need to be calling me or my tongue ring sexy or touching my shoulder, arm, or back. I have a personal bubble, do NOT invade it mmk? Touch your own girlfriend/wife/fuckbuddy and not me. My boyfriend would’ve killed you if he saw you do that.

Stop bringing up items you don’t want and leaving them at my register. If you don’t want something walk your lazy ass BACK to where you got it and put it away. Oh, and do NOT have me ring up tons of stuff and then say “Oh I don’t want that one”. At least hold it back so I don’t have to void off 54745 things.

Paper inside plastic bags SUCKS. The paper bags are not designed to fit inside the plastic bags. Then don’t get pissy when I take forever to bag your stuff. IT’S NOT EASY. Everything falls all over the place and our registers are designed for PLASTIC bags, not paper. And if you MUST insist on this paper inside plastic, tell me before I’ve bagged 2 or 3 bags in plastic.

Don’t even come up to myself, Diane, and Janice and say we never work because we’re laughing and giggling and having fun. When we get a customer we immediately cut the conversation, assist you cheerfully, talk to you and listen to you and then get you all taken care of. Saying we never do work must be interesting considering you come inside every day and manage to leave with your groceries. Damn I didn’t know we had self or invisible checkouts. We learn something new everyday I see.

Don’t act all huffy when I bag your cleaning supplies in the same bag as a can of vegetables or something. It’s a CAN, it is SEALED. Windex is NOT going to hurt it, I promise. Jeez you act like I tossed in bloody chicken with apples or something. I’m not that dense.

Love,
your oh-so-cheerful (it’s all fake I swear) grocery store cashier.
Tomorrow you can get the thank yous and appreciative parts of working as a grocery store slave.