So I am at work last thurday and I am down at U-Scan relaxing, leaning on the counter like the upper half of my body doesnt work. For those whom do not know what U-Scan is, I'll take a little time to explain what the purpose of it is. Ok so this is how it works. U-Scan is where customers can scan thier own groceries, instead of waiting in line for an acutal employee of the store to ring their groceries. Now, each item has a predetermind wieght, which is programmed into our computer system at Kroger(local grocery). Next, each item scanned must be placed in the bag right after it is scanned, you cannot even scan your next item until the customer places the first item scanned in the big. The scales are very sensitive, and they will go bonkers if it is only .04 lbs off. These things happen all the time, this is where i come in. My job is to stand infront of a computer screen and watch four different registers at one time. So basically i am doing four things at once, usually it's not bad, but when it's busy, and the registers are acting up I have to be on the look out even more. Ive got lots of stories of people talking shit to me because of the machines messing up, it's actually quite sickening how many stories i have. I acutally had this old lady tell me that wasnt how u were suppose to do something at U-Scan. I just stared at her in amazement. This lady, whom knows absolutely nothing about U-Scan is telling me that I'm not doing my job right. But n e way on to the story.
If u were to look from one end of the store to the other u would see me, slouched over a counter, half asleep, and looking lifeless, at U-scan. So I am relaxing, contemplating what i was about to do that night, trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me as of late. All types of shit run through my mind while im just standing there in silence for hours upon hours of trying to fill up hours. So people are scanning, Im of course, hearing the constant beeping of Kroger beepers scanning gorceries. I have come to the point where they are just another noise and i tend to not even hear them. But it's slow at the time and my eyes are moving closer and closer to the floor untill i just give up and stare and the floor. But out of the corner of my eye i see a customer begin the scanning process. I pay zero attention to him. Then as i begin to stretch and let out a nice wide yawn i notice this guy. I notice he is only scanning with one hand, i still pay no mind, man, some people do some wierd shit in that store, i try not to think about it. Then i notice that his right hand had toliet paper waded up and folded and looking all sloppy shit, with 2 small blood spots. Now we all know what public toliet paper is like, thin as hell and non obsorbent, it just falls apart. I notice him stuggling a little bit, but i also notice that there is blood, a little more than i would like to encounter. Ok. So I want to help this guy, hes trying to scan his groceries, and keep his hand from bleeding everywhere, but i just cannot do it. PLus at the time i thought he just had a cut or something, and he was just trying to do too much. So i look back down at the ground, hoping this guy just takes care of his shit then leaves. Of course he doesn't. he then approaches my counter and says, "The machine won't take my five dollar bill." I respond. "Ok, I can take it, no problem man." Then he whips out this five dollar bill covered in blood. It looks as if he fought the next dude in line to the death, for this 5. Blood streaks, blood puddles, it was a bloody mess. I look at the five dollar bill in amazement. This dude is seriously trying to place a WET and bloody ass five dollar bill in my hand like im not going to notice. So I just tell him, no offence man, but could you please just set that on my counter here. During that exchange I am looking around and my eyes end up going right to where he was standing, trying to scan his groceries, and i see blood driplits everywhere, shit was literally everywhere. So I give him his change back and just sit there for a sec as he tries to get his two pot pies and not let his hand bleed everywhere. He somehow takes care of that, but does the man leave? Oh, of course not. He darts to the bathroom, which is right next to U-scan. Im just standing there like fuck, this dude is bleeding all over the place, go bleed at ur house man!!!! Just leave already. So I guess he was bleeding pretty badly and he tried to get into the mens restroom, its only a one person restroom, and it's already occupied. So he darts into the womens restroom. Bleeds on the walls, bleeds on the floor, bleeds all over everything that can be bleed on in a bathroom. Then exits. Now in order to exit the store, he has to walk by me and U-Scan in general. And by this time ive called a manager and was explaining what had happened and that he darted into the bathroom and hes still in there. So my manager and i are standing there together right next to the counter i was leaning on in the beginning and she asks if he is ok? He then begins to tell us his story. He went to the doctor that day and had to get an IV in his arm. And he was suppose to get it out the next day. Of course that was before he was fiddling around in his pocket and ripped his IV directly out of the front of his arm. That shit has got to hurt!
We put the five dollar bill in a bucket of bleach and completely bleached the entire women's restroom.
If u were to look from one end of the store to the other u would see me, slouched over a counter, half asleep, and looking lifeless, at U-scan. So I am relaxing, contemplating what i was about to do that night, trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me as of late. All types of shit run through my mind while im just standing there in silence for hours upon hours of trying to fill up hours. So people are scanning, Im of course, hearing the constant beeping of Kroger beepers scanning gorceries. I have come to the point where they are just another noise and i tend to not even hear them. But it's slow at the time and my eyes are moving closer and closer to the floor untill i just give up and stare and the floor. But out of the corner of my eye i see a customer begin the scanning process. I pay zero attention to him. Then as i begin to stretch and let out a nice wide yawn i notice this guy. I notice he is only scanning with one hand, i still pay no mind, man, some people do some wierd shit in that store, i try not to think about it. Then i notice that his right hand had toliet paper waded up and folded and looking all sloppy shit, with 2 small blood spots. Now we all know what public toliet paper is like, thin as hell and non obsorbent, it just falls apart. I notice him stuggling a little bit, but i also notice that there is blood, a little more than i would like to encounter. Ok. So I want to help this guy, hes trying to scan his groceries, and keep his hand from bleeding everywhere, but i just cannot do it. PLus at the time i thought he just had a cut or something, and he was just trying to do too much. So i look back down at the ground, hoping this guy just takes care of his shit then leaves. Of course he doesn't. he then approaches my counter and says, "The machine won't take my five dollar bill." I respond. "Ok, I can take it, no problem man." Then he whips out this five dollar bill covered in blood. It looks as if he fought the next dude in line to the death, for this 5. Blood streaks, blood puddles, it was a bloody mess. I look at the five dollar bill in amazement. This dude is seriously trying to place a WET and bloody ass five dollar bill in my hand like im not going to notice. So I just tell him, no offence man, but could you please just set that on my counter here. During that exchange I am looking around and my eyes end up going right to where he was standing, trying to scan his groceries, and i see blood driplits everywhere, shit was literally everywhere. So I give him his change back and just sit there for a sec as he tries to get his two pot pies and not let his hand bleed everywhere. He somehow takes care of that, but does the man leave? Oh, of course not. He darts to the bathroom, which is right next to U-scan. Im just standing there like fuck, this dude is bleeding all over the place, go bleed at ur house man!!!! Just leave already. So I guess he was bleeding pretty badly and he tried to get into the mens restroom, its only a one person restroom, and it's already occupied. So he darts into the womens restroom. Bleeds on the walls, bleeds on the floor, bleeds all over everything that can be bleed on in a bathroom. Then exits. Now in order to exit the store, he has to walk by me and U-Scan in general. And by this time ive called a manager and was explaining what had happened and that he darted into the bathroom and hes still in there. So my manager and i are standing there together right next to the counter i was leaning on in the beginning and she asks if he is ok? He then begins to tell us his story. He went to the doctor that day and had to get an IV in his arm. And he was suppose to get it out the next day. Of course that was before he was fiddling around in his pocket and ripped his IV directly out of the front of his arm. That shit has got to hurt!
We put the five dollar bill in a bucket of bleach and completely bleached the entire women's restroom.
