OK, if we're going to provide laughter, mirthful, joyous or otherwise, on this thread, please read the following:
A new young associate is not exactly the brightest young woman in the world. So one night she screams for me on the intercom while I'm in the stock room getting ready to take out the trash, and it takes me a while to get to her. She is growing increasingly agitated.
When I get to her register, she says, in desperation, "I need tens. I need tens."
I make some joke about hating ten dollar bills; fives are better.
"No, you don't understand. I need $10.31 for this customer's change."
(The customer was not looking any too pleased.)
So I go over how to open her register for a NO SALE for what seems like the 84th time that day (she can't remember how to do it herself, desite numerous demonstrations by me), and open her register only to find a STACK of FIVE DOLLAR BILLS a friggin' mile high.
I have to bite my tongue.
"Sharon, you can use two fives to make the ten dollars."
Sharon looks incredulous. "Oh. Really?"
OK, so fast forward to yesterday. Sharon is not the faster learner in the world, but it seems she actually reasoned on my lesson in high finances and thought about it, concluding that she can, indeed, use currency other than the obvious to make change.
Because yesterday, I heard her say to a customer,
"So, would you like four dollars in nickels for your change or four dollars in dimes?"No, he wants his $4.00 change in friggin' pennies.
Sheesh.
I aplogized to the customer, and hastened to get Sharon some one dollar bills for him, and the customer, upon leaving said, "And these kids are our future? It's frightening."
I simply smiled at him and apologized again.