Today I have a story about the hells of flu season.
A few weeks ago, I was cleaning my register when a woman came bustling up with a sick-looking child. The woman dropped her things on my register, telling me to hurry it up because her daughter was sick.
Her attitude kinda rubbed me the wrong way, but I said "Sure!" and rang her up.
She had a few items, like soup, air fresheners, and makeup. I reached for her makeup, only to have her pull it away and tell me it was separate.
I thought it was odd, especially since she claimed to be in a hurry, but when I saw she had an EBT card, I thought "Okay, it needs to be separate. That's fine, it doesn't matter."
As the woman swipes her card, she casually says, "Sorry, but my daughter's been throwing up all day, so we just came for soup," and her kid FLOPS bodily onto my grocery belt.
My stomach turned a little. I stammered out something like "Oh, I see," and quickly tried to ring the other things out.
I finished ringing the two of them out and as soon as they were gone, I wiped down the register with disinfectant. I even offered a customer my hand sanitizer since she grabbed the card reader before I could clean it. All of my other customers were really nice and even thanked me for cleaning the belt for them (and the sanitizer).
I didn't care that her kid was sick. I sort of wanted to know why she took the time to pick out makeup if her kid had been vomiting all day, but I really wanted to know WHY she wouldn't tell her kid not to flop on the belt.
Oh, and I got sick a few days later, too - from a GI bug.