By now I had left the coffee shop and landed a job at a Grocery Store as a Deli Clerk. Compared to my old job it was heaven. I enjoyed working there and was sad to see it close down. But without further ado, let's get on to the good stuff.
Custy Number One:
You all have those customers that come in about 10 minutes before the deli counter closes. Maybe they're running late, other times something happens I get that. But every single time this lady would come in at about 8:50PM and order the messiest stuff.
Store policy was if we were behind the counter we still had to serve them. Regardless of the time so if someone came in at 8:59 wanting stuff we had to serve them. I can't remember if it was this lady exactly but one night I remember having a lineup, person after person ordered everything that was messy about 10 minutes before my shift ended.
All 3 slicers were completely destroyed from their clean pristine former selves. There was so much mess and one of the pipes gave out. I ended up staying an hour after my shift was done to get it cleaned up. What does management say the next day? Why didn't you leave at 9? Your suppose to get as close to closing time as possible; that's ridiculous. I relayed the story and got off the hook, thankfully.
Custy Number Two:
Balance is key to everything, or so they say. Customer Number Two must have had OCD or something because he was also a regular at my previous job at the coffee shop. Everything had to be exact with him and it was always given in weight. As in; can I have 55 mls of milk in my coffee?
You just stare at them for a second and go uhhh how am I going to do this. I must say this exchange was VERY satisfying;
Custy: Can I get some ham?
Me: Sure! -pulls it out- How much?
Custy: *gives amount* but I'd like it cut a specific way, any thicker and I won't want it. Each slice needs to be exactly 20 grams.
Don't get me wrong I've done this job only a few months but I turned out to be a natural at it. I keep track of how much each slice usually weighs and go on that to calculate how much I need to cut and I'm usually spot on.
So I said to myself; Challenge Accepted...I put the meat on the slicer, turned it on lined it up to an estimate from a regular slice and put it up on the scale....20 grams exact. "Couldn't get any closer if I tried" I say with a laugh.
He smiled and agreed with me, but that was the most satisfying slice of ham I ever cut.