Advice to a new head cashier

Large denom­i­na­tions are change­able,
but when you’re out of pen­nies and ones, you’re in real trou­ble.
It’s an exis­ten­tial life les­son, sure,
we’re all alone in the end,
but mostly, just make sure you have enough pen­nies and ones.

The ladies with Prada purses and Louis Vuit­ton wal­lets
don’t always expect you to make an excep­tion for their returns.
The men in sweat­shirts, old jeans and sneak­ers do– some­times.
You’ll learn to ignore who’s buy­ing porn and mag­a­zines about hand­guns.
Peo­ple are just weird.

Every week­end and some Fri­day nights,
kids will run in the store and play on the esca­la­tor.
You will sound like every adult you ever hated who yelled “that’s not a toy,“
and you’ll grum­ble “where the hell are their par­ents” as you ring out each sale.
It’s okay.  I do it, too.

Milk choco­late bars, bags of cashews, plain almonds–
those sell like hot­cakes.
Mixed nuts, rasp­berry dark, pre-orders of some­thing we don’t have yet in stock?
Not so much.
But just like you love some of your fam­ily more than the oth­ers, push them all just the same.

Peo­ple will always swipe before you’ve totalled them out.
There are those who never make eye con­tact.
You will have a day, at least once a month, when you will be the only per­son
to smile at your cus­tomer, or look them in the eye, or com­pli­ment them on their sweater.
Com­pli­ment them on their sweater– even if the cus­tomer before was a jerk and you’re feel­ing grumpy.

You can’t make every­one happy– often, it’s not even your fault.
That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t still try.
It’s pos­si­ble to spend every spare minute dust­ing or squar­ing off the dis­plays,
restock­ing best­sellers and mag­a­zines.
It’s okay to chat, veg out, write poetry, too.

The book alarm sys­tem and the microwave in the cafe sound almost the same–
you’ll learn the dif­fer­ence quickly enough.
And– this is a big­gie.  Just because they buy books,
doesn’t mean they have any taste.
We all mock the cus­tomers some­times– after they’re gone.

You will always buy too many books.
Gift and news will always look like a war zone five min­utes after you’ve tidied.
The bathroom’s through the mid­dle, in the back.
Call the man­ager on duty before you go on your break.
Our mem­ber­ship pro­gram really is a good deal– and don’t we all want to belong?

Still, though– make sure you have enough pen­nies and ones.

3 Responses to Advice to a new head cashier

  1. I think that, work­ing in retail, we have some seri­ous power, being able to influ­ence people’s mood, even if only in the slight­est amount. You’re right; find­ing the lit­tlest thing to com­pli­ment, giv­ing a big smile, treat them like a *human* is some­thing that they most likely wouldn’t expect, and may be just the thing they need to get them through yet another mis­er­able day. Remem­ber too, you don’t have to go home with them. They will even­tu­ally leave your sight.
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  2. Well. Now I want to work in a book­store. When you lay it all out like that, it sounds like a pretty good way to pass the time and pay the rent. :)
    .-= Allison´s last blog ..some­thing wicked… =-.

  3. Here’s a lit­tle some­thing from a con­ve­nient store cus­tomer — me.

    I was in the back grab­bing a soda, just about to walk up to the reg­is­ter, and what did I hear? That’s not exactly somebody’s iPod blar­ing that’s for sure. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked around the store. Nobody else. I stepped lightly until the reg­is­ter was in sight and peered at the cashier. He was ser­e­nad­ing me! Ha!

    He was a local uni­ver­sity stu­dent, voice major, rehears­ing to an almost empty store! I made some easy com­ment to him about it not being exactly what I would expect on a Fri­day night in a candy store. We talked a while. He loved singing, he had a plan and he wasn’t afraid to belt one out, appar­ently in front of any­one. He even sang me another song. He was young enough to be my own kid, but it was very sweet, and not some­thing I’ll likely for­get — ever.

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