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For some reason. Everytime I try to post a stupid half-a** banner it turns up as 8 x 10 inches.... even after I resize it... stressed

Ouch, I'm a restaurant customer.... sorry you feel that way. ^_^'

I feel a lounge chair is in order here. Would you like to vent further? Tell me what troubles you.

Nah, I'm really sorry that I can be a real b*****d. Yes, it was me. I did that! I'm a horrible tipper! I kick puppies and sell their spleens to restaurants! Sometimes, I go for a venturesome feel up a waitress'...

Well anyway, uh. Sorry for your bad day. I just hope the squeezing is methaphorical, becase my skin is sensible to chafing.

Well I'd love to, but I'm co-admining with a friend who's not in the guild, and have soon-to-be members who also aren't... I know it sucks, but what I could do is start Chronicles, here, maybe? Meh, I'll see what happens. But thanks, Val, for the compliment! I actually really want to move it, here, because I know I'd get good players for sure! XD

Thanks for the offer, Maph. But I think sleep and that icecream sammy pretty much did the trick. xD

And you think it's about the tips? It's not. u.u

I mean, I can understand someone needing their money more than I do, if their food was late (hey, it happens, CAN'T BE AVERTED SOMETIMES), or things like that...but there's no reason to be a jerk about it.

Like I could go into what happened yesterday, but I'm not gonna 'cause I'm liable to get angry again and I wanna enjoy my first day off in like...a week and a half. .__.

But it reminds me of these two ladies I had maybe...two years ago, and they left me 2 pennies. Usually I get great tips, but I dunno, those ladies were just...weird. While I was cleaning their table after they left I found a note that said:

2 cents for you, hunny. Why? Because THIS is our 2 cents to you:

1. To be a good server, make sure things are filled at all times.
2. It'd be nice if you would have asked how our meal was when you brought the check.

Thanks.

Really, was there a point for the thanks? =|

I know customers are jerks.

I have a story too~

Okay, so I was working the highly dreaded register two, so dubbed because not only is it the first register people see ("HAY A LINE LET'S GO STAND IN IT" while the register next to me has NOBODY. COME ON PEOPLE. Ten steps will save you five minutes), but the motion sensor thingie is broken. Cashiers in the store have little control over when the conveyor moves. When something is in front of the lens, it stops. Or, it should; but lightweight or transparent things tend to keep going.

Also, there is this little wedge on one side meant to push the order closer to me, meaning that if you stack your groceries to the edge at one end, it's not going to fit at the other. This combination of two obviously bad ideas combine to form "traffic jams". Everything gets all crushed together because large items form a wall near the scanner and the belt keeps moving underneath them, smashing everything together.

This is more the customer's fault than the cashiers. I have to look over an order in advance and make sure they staked it right, because most people don't think to not go to the edge. What's weird is that I get "ugh this happens all the time!" a lot. LEARN. LEARN. AAARGH.

So I had just gotten back from break, and I hadn't seen the people in line put their groceries up (so I didn't know what they had). I handed the receipt to the first customer and one guy said "Excuse me" and he sounded ticked.

Him: You're crushing my produce! (he only had flowers and packaged items, no actual produce)
Me: Sorry, this lane--
Him: Stop moving the belt!
Me: I can't, there's a sensor here and it doesn't work right. (Kinda panicky, scrambling to block the motion sensor with a separator.) There. It doesn't look like anything's hurt.
Him: I don't know! Should I buy these now?! This is my money! etctetc

(To note, if anything had been hurt, I would have given him a free replacement.)

And then he calls me all sorts of creative names. Right, I'm stupid because I'm a cashier who doesn't know how to fix a class two laser product. rolleyes It's lovely. All I want to do is punch the guy in the face and yell "GTFO b*****d D<".

He went to talk to my supervisor, who explained it to him and told me that I had handled myself well, because that guy was an a*****e. The people after him called him an a*****e too.

Grr. People suck.