Chapter Three: My Top Ten Customers

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9) The very nice lady who said, when I printed her lotto ticket, "If I win, I'll give you some!"

8) 11/10/07 There was a guy who came in with a buttload of coins... he wanted to buy a £45 gift voucher and he had with him 2 x £5 notes, about 20 pound coins, and the rest mostly silver... twas actually quite some achievement to fit them all into the till. Needless to say I did not run out of pound coins today...

7) The American couple who couldn't sort out their Euro's from their Stirling. They told me to have a nice day :)

6) Every middle-aged man coming in on their lunch-break and buying the likes of "Playstation Magazine" or some other sort of gaming magazine; they give everyone around them shifty looks as if they are on the lookout for someone they know and should therefore hide from. Their response to the question "Do you need a bag?" is always a hurried, "Please, yeah!" then they grab their change and run...

5) The woman who came in to get some "Buy one get one free" DVD's. She later came to return them because her daughter bought the exact same ones elsewhere. Long story short, she (on hearing the bad news that I was new) apologised five times for, oh what was it... something like tormenting or harassing me... it was a different word though, beginning with "d". I think it took a full fifteen minutes to sort her out. She proceeded to tell me that she knows the training is not enough as her daughters all work in shops. (See more under "Chapter 7: Refunds")

4) A little old lady who told me she didn't need a bag. She then walked off without her magazine; when she came back she said in a very cute little voice, "Oh I thought you were putting that in a bag for me" You have no idea how many customers almost walk away without their purchases...

3) A certain elderly couple. I overheard the gentleman giving a lengthy description to a member of staff as to how he met his wife. He commented on how brown her eyes were, like gravy, then she said to him, "Look into my gravy eyes and call me sausage!" aww... ahem.

2) The little elderly lady who brought her Telegraph up to my till purely to show me and ask my opinion on the artist's impression of apartment developments in the old Titanic Quarter. She held up the queue; whilst I was talking to her, I think it tripled.

But the winner is...

1) The Eastern Eurpoean couple who frantically asked me where the beer was. When it was clear I couldn't understand their accent, they started waving their arms wildly. They must really have wanted that beer...