The other day at work, some lady comes to buy a monster-size sheet of watercolor paper, but there's no barcode on it. She notices then that it's scratched (I couldn't see it, but paper-buyers are damn picky, so whatever) and she opts to get a different sheet. So, she grabs it and heads off, and that's when I see it... her credit card, left on my counter.
Now, mind you, our watercolor paper is across the store from the register. And she apparently stopped to look over all the sheets, becuase she didn't came back for 3,4 minutes. I know everyone here understands what I can do if I get a hold of a card like this... and she hadn't even signed the damn thing!
Lucky for this lady, I'm an honest gal, so I put it in my apron and wait till she comes back. By now I have a line, and she ends up and a different cashier. She still managed to get a sheet without a barcode, this time the cashier went to get the number. Lady wanders up to me and says, "I left my card with you, right?"
I give it back and give her a somewhat stern (for a cashier) warning- "Ma'am, you can't trust me with this. I could'be easily stolen you indenity just now, you have to be more careful with these things."
Her reply? "Yeah, but, you're the cashier, I trust you." :shock: I tell her "Ma'am, you don't
know me. And you shouldn't trust me."
So away I go, checking the line... the other cashier pages the manager- I assume for a big check... the line goes down, I spot the manager standing behind me, and let her know the toher cashier needed her for something.
"Yeah, for that lady... what was up with her card?"
And then it hits me- this lady actually complained to management about me!!! Of course, I didn't get in any trouble- after all, I was trying to be helpful... but apparently she felt I should be punished for that.
I sorta-halfway hope she does get her card number stolen and has to do the chargeback-replacement-hoop jumping... just so she can hear me in her head going "I told ya so!"