A busy but good day at work. Everyone buzzing about the England match on Sunday. Loads of booze selling and by the time I was done my back, shoulder and wrist hurt from lifting box after box of lager and beers. One bloke had a heavy cat lit in the bottom of his trolley and my gun is broke so I had to lift that out and put the number in! No wonder I got home and had to take pain killers and use ibuprofen gel in certain areas.
Another woman had a packet soup with a hole in. It had gone all over her shopping and the belt. Did she tell me? No. She just dumped said packet on the edge of the till and let it carry on until it was empty. Obviously worried she would have to pay for it, because she had damaged it by dumping everything on the belt the way she had. You have to work in retail to see what customers are capable and how some behave. It beggars belief sometimes. And if I didn't work through it I wouldn't believe it either. We often said when we had the pub that we should have kept a diary and written a book afterwards. But again, people would think it fiction. Same in food retail ( or any retail for that matter...)
Regardless it was a decent enough shift and we managed to get the 33 home. Which made it easier.
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