God cashiering is like being famous. People recognize you all the time but hell if you remember them and why. I have a very strict rule about no id = no age restricted item sales. People are such jerk holes about this. Even regulars I recognize I still ask. Sorry it's my job on the line jerks with a minor misdemeanor with possible jail time. I've been at this job too damn long to see it disappear because you were an @$$ hole to me over something so simple. Anyone else getting tired of this.
Famous? Naw...more like how the public like to buffy up with the Special O crew outside the community centers as they're getting on the electric ramp half buses.
I keep having regular customers come in and state how they know me but hell if I remember when, where and why. They comet how I knew them when while yes I see them in here now and they you're basically asking someone with mild facial blindness to remember you.
