that one customer makes all the crappy ones worth while. Back when I first started this job, as a cashier, I had this guy come in named Manny. I learned that he was a mechanic at the local Six Flags park, working on the wooden coasters. After I got transferred to frozen foods, I still see him, but I can be more helpful than just taking his money. One day he said, 'Hey I'll see if I can get you a couple tickets to the park.' I just smiled and nodded, thinking he was just trying to be nice.
I was fucking wrong, people.
Yesterday I was in my aisle, making a list of sale items to bring out with one of the top shelf guys (basically the managers' bitch), and I see Manny out of the corner of my eye. Next thing I know, I'm holding two employee family member tickets to the park. Anything he wants, I'll fucking get it. Manny, you are AWESOME.