Update on the Annoying Poland Spring people: The mom came through my line last night and acutally paid cash. She did do the thing where she had picked up more than she decided she wanted so i had some stuff to put back but it was only 2 things this time so no big. Also, when i realized who it was I looked at the cart and oh my God! No Poland Spring!! But wait, as I was finishing up her order and counting out her change what else happens but she remembers she needs some Poland Spring. (And its on sale this week so of course she needs 2...) And of course we have no baggers so I have to call my boss for the night and have him go get them. The poor guy had to carry up 2 cases of water all by himself even though I offered to help. And this is why I do not like this woman. She always has to inconvienence everyone. And she STILL won't get the customer card!!!
Oh and the Emilio Estevez woman came in the other day too. Her hair is growing out but she still looks like him.
Another customer that I've seen again recently is one that I also don't really have kind feelings towards. Hes about 35, he's pretty tall and has a pretty big gut. Hes bald but has a yellow-ish-orange goatee. He wears glasses and usually has some kind of Hawaiian shirt. Hes married to an Asian woman whose pretty short and small, especially compared to him. They have 2 kids, a boy and a girl, that come into the store with them all the time. The girl, I think is 7 or 8 and the boy is younger. When I was working in the bakery in the store a couple months ago, they came in to order a cake for the girls birthday. She apparently had a cold at the time because she was sneezing all over. Even on me... And she wanted a chocolate cake but she pronounced it like "Chaco-LOT". She was running around in front of the bakery sneezing, without covering her mouth, and screaming, "Chaco-lot! Chaco-lot! Chaco-lot!" I don't normally want to hit little kids but in this case, I was willing to make an exception. I cannot stand obnoxious children. They make me never want to have kids.
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