12 Things You Know To Be True If You're A Cashier

12 Things You Know To Be True If You're A Cashier

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Working in a grocery store is definitely not the most glamorous job out there, but it’s a job none the less. As a cashier, it can be a long day standing at that register either because we are just standing there waiting for the customers or we have a crazy long line that may contain aggravated customers or soon to be aggravated customers. As a cashier these are some things you may experience:

1. PLU codes

When you get back to work for the summer you may forgotten some codes for the fruits and vegetables. Please don’t yell the price per pound I know peaches are $1.29 a pound but there is a certain code I have to put in and it may take a second for me to look it up.

2. When something rings up the wrong price

Please don’t get angry. Sorry your bread rang up $2.99 instead of $2.00 sometimes the system has the wrong price logged in. I’m not manually putting in the prices for all your groceries, just hold on a sec and I'll change it.

3. Can you tell me how much this is?

It’s okay if you come and ask for a price check on an item, but if you come up asking me to check the prices for your entire cart I am going to be annoyed. Hello?! There are prices on the shelves for a reason.

4. "I printed it out this morning"

When a customer hands you $100 bill and says “I printed it out this morning”. Haha, sir, very funny.... that’s the first time I heard that one. Still have to check it, it’s my job.

5. Are you paying debit or credit?

For credit, I need to see ID. "Seriously, for $30 you need to see ID this is ridiculous." Listen, I know it may seem stupid, but don’t get annoyed with me, I’m just doing my job and your wallet is out anyway so what’s the problem?

6. The worst question you could ask: “Are you open?”

Nope, I’m just standing here with my light on for my health. Hello, open your eyes. If I’m not open, I wouldn’t be standing here

7. Paying in change

I get it everyone hates carrying around coins, but please don't pay your $15 bill in coins, especially when there's people behind you because now you made the rest of the line aggravated. Thank you sir, I really appreciate it

8. When a customer goes to hand you money just after they sneezed and/or coughed on it.

I really try my hardest not to make a disgusted face, but it's gross. Please direct your snot the other way.

9. When a customer starts arguing about prices and says they are never coming back here again.

Well, thank god because ya know what? I don’t care. See ya later. Then you see them the next week. Ugh.

10. “You should smile more, you have such a pretty face”.

Thank you ma’am I appreciate that, but if you were standing here all day, you’d understand why I have a bit of a RBF.

11. When you see a person shopping with a WIC check.

I don’t know about the rest of the cashiers out there, but I always try to hide from these customers. "Oh you have throwbacks, I’ll run it back for you”

12. When a customer loads the belt by throwing their items on it.

Umm.. excuse me ma’am, how would you like it if I came to your work and throw stuff at you? And please don’t throw your money at me, it’s just as rude.

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I Went To "The Bachelor" Auditions

And here's why you won’t be seeing me on TV.
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It’s finally time to admit my guilty pleasure: I have always been a huge fan of The Bachelor.

I can readily admit that I’ve been a part of Bachelor fantasy leagues, watch parties, solo watching — you name it, I’ve gone the whole nine yards. While I will admit that the show can be incredibly trashy at times, something about it makes me want to watch it that much more. So when I found out that The Bachelor was holding auditions in Houston, I had to investigate.

While I never had the intention of actually auditioning, there was no way I would miss an opportunity to spend some time people watching and check out the filming location of one of my favorite TV shows.

The casting location of The Bachelor, The Downtown Aquarium in Houston, was less than two blocks away from my office. I assumed that I would easily be able to spot the audition line, secretly hoping that the endless line of people would beg the question: what fish could draw THAT big of a crowd?

As I trekked around the tanks full of aquatic creatures in my bright pink dress and heels (feeling somewhat silly for being in such nice clothes in an aquarium and being really proud of myself for somewhat looking the part), I realized that these auditions would be a lot harder to find than I thought.

Finally, I followed the scent of hairspray leading me up the elevator to the third floor of the aquarium.

The doors slid open. I found myself at the end of a large line of 20-something-year-old men and women and I could feel all eyes on me, their next competitor. I watched as one woman pulled out her travel sized hair curler, someone practiced answering interview questions with a companion, and a man (who was definitely a little too old to be the next bachelor) trying out his own pick-up lines on some of the women standing next to him.

I walked to the end of the line (trying to maintain my nonchalant attitude — I don’t want to find love on a TV show). As I looked around, I realized that one woman had not taken her eyes off of me. She batted her fake eyelashes and looked at her friend, mumbling something about the *grumble mumble* “girl in the pink dress.”

I felt a wave of insecurity as I looked down at my body, immediately beginning to recognize the minor flaws in my appearance.

The string hanging off my dress, the bruise on my ankle, the smudge of mascara I was sure I had on the left corner of my eye. I could feel myself begin to sweat. These women were all so gorgeous. Everyone’s hair was perfectly in place, their eyeliner was done flawlessly, and most of them looked like they had just walked off the runway. Obviously, I stuck out like a sore thumb.

I walked over to the couches and sat down. For someone who for the most part spent most of the two hours each Monday night mocking the cast, I was shocked by how much pressure and tension I felt in the room.

A cop, stationed outside the audition room, looked over at me. After a brief explanation that I was just there to watch, he smiled and offered me a tour around the audition space. I watched the lines of beautiful people walk in and out of the space, realizing that each and every one of these contestants to-be was fixated on their own flaws rather than actually worrying about “love.”

Being with all these people, I can see why it’s so easy to get sucked into the fantasy. Reality TV sells because it’s different than real life. And really, what girl wouldn’t like a rose?

Why was I so intimidated by these people? Reality TV is actually the biggest oxymoron. In real life, one person doesn’t get to call all the shots. Every night isn’t going to be in a helicopter looking over the south of France. A real relationship depends on more than the first impression.

The best part of being in a relationship is the reality. The best part about yourself isn’t your high heels. It’s not the perfect dress or the great pick-up lines. It’s being with the person that you can be real with. While I will always be a fan of The Bachelor franchise, this was a nice dose of reality. I think I’ll stick to my cheap sushi dates and getting caught in the rain.

But for anyone who wants to be on The Bachelor, let me just tell you: Your mom was right. There really are a lot of fish in the sea. Or at least at the aquarium.

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I'm Never Ordering Online From Ikea Again

Sleeping on the floor for two months teaches you a lot of things about yourself.

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Storytime.

It's August 19th, 2018. It's sunny, hot, and it's all clear skies above your head. You're moving into your first apartment in just one week from today and are finally getting around to buying a new bed frame for your bedroom. A little late, but better now right?

Now, I've ordered a lot of things on the internet. And I mean a lot. Textbooks, pens, posters, and random things that only Amazon could compel you to buy. But, I've never bought anything as big as a Bed. I was kind of excited, I mean who wouldn't be excited about getting a new bed?

I ordered my IKEA bed frame on August 19th, 2018. It didn't come until October 13th.

Now before I start, I was going to buy this bed in-store. I had been in the IKEA store at the Mall of America the week before and when I had gone to buy the bed they were all out of stock. I had some other options I liked as well but they were out of stock as well or no longer what I really wanted. So when I had first initially ordered my IKEA bed, the date it was scheduled to arrive was September 5th.

I wasn't really surprised by the late date as this was a very hectic time for IKEA. It's back to school season and of course, new furniture is needed for college kids moving into their new apartments and such. So I waited, and when September 5th rolled around I didn't really think much of it. Not knowing at the time that I was supposed to be present at the time of delivery, I just assumed that they were going to deliver it late. So then a week went by and I got suspicious.

I went onto the IKEA website to track my order and it's current status, and when I checked it said that there had been a failed delivery attempt on September 5th. The day it was supposed to come. I knew for a fact that they had not tried to deliver my bed because I had been there the whole day and should have received a call if they were on their way. So I called the IKEA customer service number. When they answered, something I would take for granted in a few weeks, the guy on the line was really nice and told me they weren't really sure what had happened but he would make sure to re-send the delivery order to me. He also suggested that I call the delivery company to ask why it hadn't been delivered because the delivery company isn't 'associated' with IKEA.

When I had called them, the woman who had answered told me that only one package out of the three I needed had been in the warehouse when they were about to load my bed for delivery. I thought that was weird and didn't think much about it since I assumed they were going to deliver all three parts on my next delivery date. Haha, nope. Haha, the universe did not agree with me that week.

When they delivered my 'bed', they had only delivered 1 out of the 3 parts. The frame. I was still missing the supports that were supposed to be on the bottom as well as my bed slates. Saying I was irritated was an understatement because I just wanted to be able to sleep on my bed. But where the frustration and wanting to drop off a cliff started is when I tried to contact IKEA. I called IKEA over 30 times in the span of two weeks and their line was bust every single time.

To cut it short, I got in contact with IKEA by sending them a fairly agree tweet, they finally said they would send me the rest of my parts but they only ended up sending out the second part and not the third part, I had an embarrassing meltdown, and finally got into contact with an IKEA customer service representative by some miracle (shout out to the lady on the line, she really kept me from having a breakdown).

Then October 13th, 2018. My bed FINALLY arrives. Being skeptical, I slowly put together my bed with the help of some of my amazing roommates holding my breath the whole time. What if there was a part missing? What if it just crumbled unexpectedly in a freak accident? But no, my bed was finally complete and I could sleep in actual comfort!

In conclusion, I don't think I'll be ordering anything from IKEA anytime soon. If ever. But I'm not trying to discourage anyone from buying a bed frame online from IKEA. Just giving you a friendly warning.

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