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Times mus listen to me "You have charged me as XX €. They have since lost!"

Erm, no I have not, because we live in an age of technology and DAS:





















now seems a distant past. Bar code scanner and cash have replaced those old cash register that is a long time. No, we have not tapped more by hand. All prices are stored in the computer are on the respective Bar codes are scanned and if people have made of the central error einspeissen of prices, then I have to pay for the ever, then I am guilty, I have, of course, deliberately and ill will the customer a few cents too much done in his account.

And with a range of several thousand articles, I can not remember me, unfortunately, unfortunately, unfortunately, all prices and therefore are not sure that a price equal to the current bid or not. Here we are back to the subject that is time that we - as we have learned - do not have.


"Well, shit happens sometimes, so a typo."

Erm, no, I have indeed made no typos. I would have the goods properly drawn with a bar code on the scanner, as did every other retailer or seller in any supermarket in this world.

I knew as a young child, how it works, why can not then the people of today? Think is really so difficult now?




would have been right the way: "The price is wrong." or "The price is wrong stored (in the computer)." so I can live completely. I unfortunately can just nciht when accused me is I've made a mistake if that's true.

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is pleased ...

... if a customer a few Hours has previously complained about a missing item, which offered an alternative product would not have and said, "Then I'll stop the competition," comes back, and meekly says. "The competition has nothing, I take it but your alternative"

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lazy, ungrateful, little ....

Mama goes shopping with her child.

Nix unusual extent.

The child, male or female, usually between the ages of 8 and 14 years of begging in the course of a purchase a quantity of goods which, depending on education, not negligible small.

Also at the box office this no end, "Mom War I, mama may I, mamma I can, the candy bars, chips, the Barbie, the laptop, etc. "

After usual yes, no, whining, sometimes tears, sometimes joy loads the stressed mother their shopping on the checkout belt.

While the cashier ever collected, (remember at this point in time savings due to staff shortage) Mama invites further on ...

WHAT DOES THE CHILD?

In most cases the child is there and happy as well and can stack up the cashier of the products. It does even more if the mother has finished unloading. Even then if the mother brings something else or in the pocket looking for something even if it is the command for loading the child is there drooling and grinning and staring. Not infrequently followed by sinking a trance in which the child. There is then only get out when it screams, punches or shakes.

The space at the checkout is unfortunately limited and so will soon constitute the problem: What to do with clutter?

The child stands there and stares.

Even asking for help because nothing looks of the cashier.

And never. NEVER .. Never never never should say the cashier because something like: "Your favorite you little, well, Will you help your mom not find on the dedication"

In spite of the fact that cashier and mother in the Pacific just had another opinion: that the ungrateful, lazy brat could do with clearing the shopping into the car, mom now switches to the egotistical pseudo-protective instincts, "So tell me, what you really believe, my child commands , give me messing around in my education! "

Okeeeee ...




I go to my information the way, always assuming that assists the child's age and the pressure applied and grants. Not that the 8-year-old anorexic girl's six-pack of apple juice hieft down the table is as high as her head.

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Confused

The customer bought a bag of bird seed and already paid for.

Me: Goodbye!
you: Bye ... Now it's not raining outside.
I: [huh? oO] Ne at the moment.
you: How long do you have to work today?
I: [she has just said really YOU?] Ehm .. to 17 clock today. (Not that it concerns them anything at all)
you: How long? Well then have fun! I
: Jop, thanks.

(she turns around and looks like she would want to go)

you: I do not know, this is the right bird food?
I: [HÄÄÄ? OO] The right thing for what? The birds will not care be.
She looks at me horrified and goes without a word to lose.



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