Just got back from Woolworths.
I was in the grog section buying a six pack. (I've been trying to get a six pack for years, but that's a different blog entirely!)
I digress.
The tattooed, identity-challenged sprig behind the counter had just finished serving the lady in front of me.
He then grabbed my six pack, scanned it, took my $20 note without asking for it and give me the docket - all whilst having a conversation with the lady in front of me!!
He finally interrupted himself and asked me if I wanted a bag. How thoughtful of him. As Woolworths doesn't (yet) charge for plastic bags, I said yes.
As I said in my previous post - I have some sympathy for sales assistants, but not much!
Any wonder.
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
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