My first job was produce when a teen. We couldn't give customers something or we were fired. I could reduce product to what I felt would sell it before it went bad and had to toss it. I marked some exotic produce down a couple times to like 5 cents for different customers that wanted to try one that was about a day from the trash. The register operators had been there a while and usually didn't even ring it up. Customer's that were curious and nice got to try something new. My favorite job was cutting the melons in half with a machete and wrapping them.