KillerGremlin
12-14-2004, 07:52 PM
Well……..this week has been a colossal pain in the ass. I’ve gotten maybe 11 hours of sleep so far, I worked yesterday (still working at Jewel), and I have finals from tomorrow (Wednesday) to Friday. I’m not overly worried about finals, but I do have Honors Physics and Math Analysis. Those two classes are really the only classes I’m studying for, but they’re both on the first day of finals, right after each other. I guess it’s good to get the harder stuff out of the way first.
-Raspberries-
Funny story, well, for you anyway. I was working at Jewel, and around 8:00 this girl was collecting overstock. Overstock items are the items that customers leave at the cash register because they changed their minds for whatever reason and they don’t want to buy them. I was scanning groceries on register 8, and the girl collecting overstock forgot a carton of raspberries, which was on my register. I didn’t notice until she had moved on down to register 5. Register 5 is perpendicular to the Osco Camera counter, and her overstock cart was right by the Osco Camera counter. For some reason – maybe I miss playing baseball – I felt compelled to throw her the carton of raspberries. That was probably the stupidest thing I’ve done in a while – and I knew that as I saw the cartoon flying through the air. She almost caught them, but they ricochet off of her hand, opened up, and needless to say, about 6 or 7 raspberries hit an old lady standing by the camera counter.
I immediately ran over to her, and apologized. However, the damage was done, as the service desk where the managers reside is, literally, right next to the camera counter. The lady proceeded to turn around, and started asking why raspberries where airborne. She had some raspberries on her sweater, and as I was cleaning it off it with paper towels, I replied “I threw them to that girl, I’m sorry ma’am.” To which she responded, “Oh, now you’re going to smear them.”
Indeed, it was not a good situation. From what I could tell, there was very little damage done to her clothing. Raspberries stain, I’ll give you that, but they merely bounced off of her, and the one that did stick was stuck to her sweatshirt, and I cleaned that off. The floor was really the main victim in the situation, and I was back scanning groceries on 8 as the floor got cleaned. Of course, the lady complained, and from what I heard, she complained a lot. Now, I’m a 16 year old male, and I have friends that **** on each other and do retarded things like that for fun, so I personally would not be traumatized if I got hit with some raspberries. But, this lady was old, and I guess she felt compelled to complain. I felt really bad, despite the fact that it was an accident, albeit a stupid one on my part, and I apologized one more time. She continued to complain to my managers.
There’s a fine line between an accident, and slight retardism leading to an accident. I was slightly off base to be throwing raspberries, and naturally Jewel took that into account. I got written up for the whole incident (meaning I had to sign a piece of paper because of what I did, and the paper could be sent to the union to be used against me). I don’t mind getting written up, because it’s really hard to get fired from Jewel on a first offense. And I didn’t mind the lecture I got from the night manager – he’s a really nice guy, and he even admitted that throwing things like food is a bad habit, and that he’s done it before. He said that I wasn’t in any serious trouble, but that I should never do it again. No, the real kick in the nuts is the floor manager, who does not have the same tolerance level. Not only am I in for the lecture of a lifetime come Thursday when I work again, but I might get suspended or something. That’s the real kicker. And if the lady complains, which I wouldn’t be surprised if she did, then they might have to pursue me farther.
Reflecting on the incident, I can happily document it as another one of those “I knew I shouldn’t have done it the minute I did it” scenarios. You know, the one where you regret throwing the rock over the overpass into oncoming traffic, or stealing something during the middle of school. I would also like to say, I’m human, I make mistakes, and I’m sure that old lady has and will too. So if an old folk EVER blindsides me or something, I’m suing their ass to their grave, because of all age groups, they seem to have the lowest level of tolerance.
Anyway……I’ve been dubbed raspberry boy by everyone in the store, and rumors are spreading like hotcakes on a good ol’ Sunday.………so laugh at me all you want. But I can’t look back at this and smile till I get past Thursday.
-Raspberries-
Funny story, well, for you anyway. I was working at Jewel, and around 8:00 this girl was collecting overstock. Overstock items are the items that customers leave at the cash register because they changed their minds for whatever reason and they don’t want to buy them. I was scanning groceries on register 8, and the girl collecting overstock forgot a carton of raspberries, which was on my register. I didn’t notice until she had moved on down to register 5. Register 5 is perpendicular to the Osco Camera counter, and her overstock cart was right by the Osco Camera counter. For some reason – maybe I miss playing baseball – I felt compelled to throw her the carton of raspberries. That was probably the stupidest thing I’ve done in a while – and I knew that as I saw the cartoon flying through the air. She almost caught them, but they ricochet off of her hand, opened up, and needless to say, about 6 or 7 raspberries hit an old lady standing by the camera counter.
I immediately ran over to her, and apologized. However, the damage was done, as the service desk where the managers reside is, literally, right next to the camera counter. The lady proceeded to turn around, and started asking why raspberries where airborne. She had some raspberries on her sweater, and as I was cleaning it off it with paper towels, I replied “I threw them to that girl, I’m sorry ma’am.” To which she responded, “Oh, now you’re going to smear them.”
Indeed, it was not a good situation. From what I could tell, there was very little damage done to her clothing. Raspberries stain, I’ll give you that, but they merely bounced off of her, and the one that did stick was stuck to her sweatshirt, and I cleaned that off. The floor was really the main victim in the situation, and I was back scanning groceries on 8 as the floor got cleaned. Of course, the lady complained, and from what I heard, she complained a lot. Now, I’m a 16 year old male, and I have friends that **** on each other and do retarded things like that for fun, so I personally would not be traumatized if I got hit with some raspberries. But, this lady was old, and I guess she felt compelled to complain. I felt really bad, despite the fact that it was an accident, albeit a stupid one on my part, and I apologized one more time. She continued to complain to my managers.
There’s a fine line between an accident, and slight retardism leading to an accident. I was slightly off base to be throwing raspberries, and naturally Jewel took that into account. I got written up for the whole incident (meaning I had to sign a piece of paper because of what I did, and the paper could be sent to the union to be used against me). I don’t mind getting written up, because it’s really hard to get fired from Jewel on a first offense. And I didn’t mind the lecture I got from the night manager – he’s a really nice guy, and he even admitted that throwing things like food is a bad habit, and that he’s done it before. He said that I wasn’t in any serious trouble, but that I should never do it again. No, the real kick in the nuts is the floor manager, who does not have the same tolerance level. Not only am I in for the lecture of a lifetime come Thursday when I work again, but I might get suspended or something. That’s the real kicker. And if the lady complains, which I wouldn’t be surprised if she did, then they might have to pursue me farther.
Reflecting on the incident, I can happily document it as another one of those “I knew I shouldn’t have done it the minute I did it” scenarios. You know, the one where you regret throwing the rock over the overpass into oncoming traffic, or stealing something during the middle of school. I would also like to say, I’m human, I make mistakes, and I’m sure that old lady has and will too. So if an old folk EVER blindsides me or something, I’m suing their ass to their grave, because of all age groups, they seem to have the lowest level of tolerance.
Anyway……I’ve been dubbed raspberry boy by everyone in the store, and rumors are spreading like hotcakes on a good ol’ Sunday.………so laugh at me all you want. But I can’t look back at this and smile till I get past Thursday.