3 Comments Published by Unknown on Friday, September 05, 2008 at 9/05/2008 10:28:00 PM.
"Oh, yeah, look at that."
"Do you think you can go get a binder that does?"
"Ah, well, yeah, I guess."
I walked across the store floor and found one of the binders with a bar code. But when I walked back to the counter she had already begun ringing up a lady with a basket full of stuff.
I waited patiently for the woman to find her discount card in her cavernous purse. Then she rummaged through it again looking for coupons. The cashier didn't acknowledge me but kept scanning the woman's items. The woman asked over her shoulder "I hope you don't mind."
"No, not at all." I lied.
The cashier continued to ring up the sale and I continued to wait. I stood by the counter holding a single bar coded binder in my hand.
But I was tired of waiting. The woman now in front of me had more coupons to use. She had pulled cards of items too big to fit in her cart and the cashier scanned them and rang up more dollars.
Finally I set my bar coded binder on the counter and walked to the door without a word.
I really did mind.
"Treat every customer as if they sign your paycheck…because they do." - Author Unknown