I see a guy every couple of weekend who falls into the Not Obviously Crazy Crazy Person category. He's always clean and well groomed, favors white shirts and tweed jackets and passes casual inspection as some flavor of academic.
Until he sits around for 4 hours, brings two books to the counter and you have an interaction like this.
me (ringing up a $5 and a $9.50 sale): That'll be $15.23.
guy (digging through pockets and wallet, coming up empty): Uh....uh....uh.....uh....can I just get this one then?
me (voiding sale, re-ringing $5 book): That'll be $5.36.
guy (repeating previous pantomime, with identical results): Uh, I can't get this one either.
me (voiding sale): Okay.
So he wanders out the door and I'm ringing up next customer when he comes back in.
Guy, loudly: OH CAN YOU PUT BACK THOSE BOOKS OVER THERE FOR ME? THANKS!
An odd bird.
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