Poop on You!

Today is my last day of the first week back to work after holidays.
I have discovered that people are meaner.
I have discovered that people are ruder.
I have discovered that people think they need to pity me because I wear a mask at work.
Essentially it is a part of my work uniform. 
I don’t complain about wearing black shoes and pants. Or an apron.
I had a few people who told me how sorry they were that I had to wear a mask.
I looked at them weighing what I should say. And should I say it?
I went with the truth.
  1. I deal with people on a daily basis and have a 12 year old son. I am protecting him/his cohort/his teacher and all the people they come in contact with.
  2. I have a 12 year old son. Enough said.
  3. My ex’s gf works in health care. I am protecting her/her co-workers/her patients and all those they come in contact with.
  4. When I get sick colds always always settle in my lungs When I am coughing I sound like a barking seal and when it is really bad I cannot stop coughing or able to catch my breath.
  5. My ex is diabetic. 
I was pleasant.
I smiled.
Those are my reasons for wearing a mask.
Please do not make disparaging comments or offer me pity for doing my part to save others. 
How rude can I be before I make the cashier cry?
I am not the person to do this to. Once you have done something so idiotic as swearing at me (I am coming to that) you have made an
indelible impression and I will forever know who you are. Hope I do not find out where you work for I shall come and force you to be pleasant
and I will kill you will my kindness.
Is my cashier intentionally trying to ruin my life?
Yes absolutely. 
We actually take courses on how to ruin our customers lives. 
We know exactly what product you are coming in for and we made sure to sell it all out on you.
We also know absolutely every product within our store…….1000’s of items and when it will be in stock and where it originates from.
We only ever ask you for money solely to drive you insane.
****Just a brief note……try to let us say our whole piece before snapping out no. And we do not care where else you are donating or how often.
This is the charity we are working for. (Again am coming to this one)
Let me address the first one. 
I do not care how bad a day you are having you DO NOT……I REPEAT…..DO NOT SWEAR at your cashier.
This is a thing.
I was in express check out all shift yesterday. There is no real moving fast given that everyone is six feet apart and being unsure 
of what the regulations are or if the till needs cleaning so most tend to wait to be told to start unloading.
A lot of people coming to the grocery store may be their only outing of the day.
For a mom it may be the only time during their 10 hour day with the kids where they talk to another adult.
And people like to connect with others. 
I am doing my job chatting away when I finish my one customer and look to the next.
She is in transition.
I don’t care. 
I asked her how she was.
I am in a hurry.
Oh okay. And were you able to find everything?
I can’t hear a fucking thing you are saying behind that fucking mask.
Proceeds to stomp off.
As she is leaving our door girl wishes her a great afternoon/evening.
Go fuck yourself and you can kiss my ass.
Pity that she came through my till. Even more of a shame you attacked and yes I consider it an attack when you swear at my co-workers.
My co-worker is developmentally challenged. A real sweetheart and she just wants everyone to smile and be helpful. She sought me out
and told me. Right there……I mean yes she already would have been memorable but now she really is. I called my manager and told him.
We are going to go through the security footage so I can point him out. 
I am not going to give a full account of my second interaction as I understand where his frustration and anger came from.
However I am doing my job. 
Please again when asked if you would like to donate to a charity…..please just say no if you do not want to. Or no thank you. 
We are collecting $2 donations for the Child & Youth Mental Health Program for the Wpg Children’s Hospital. 
A regular gentleman comes through my till and he is always pleasant. 
I smiled did my thing and began to ask when he shut me down.
By rudely asking if I was going to donate to him for someone in his family who was dying.
I understand your despair. 
Your pain.
Your anguish.
It is totally unfair.
I do not know nor was I going to ask but I sympathize. 
I just do not need to be snapped at for doing my job.
And I most definitely do not know everything that is going on in my customers lives. 
I mean I know I am good but hell I am not that good. 
I suppose looking at my list here it is easy to see that my week has been 99.9% a wonderful return to work.
I am happy.
I am laughing.
And as I write this I realize something:
Today is day 62 of sobriety.
Yesterday those two customers would have once sent me to grab a bottle for a drink or two after work.
Instead I moved on not allowing them to impact me or my day.
I think that that is progress. 
I guess.
Have a fabulous Friday loves.
©Sept. 18/20
Picture is my own

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

5 thoughts on “Poop on You!”

  1. Day 62! You go girl!! You are badass! The rest of it? Is why I shop online lol I hate customers, I am one and I still hate them all. People seem to get shopping rage as soon as they walk through the doors of a store! I hate the ones who push past you in the aisle only to stand at the end of it with their trolley blocking the aisle while they discuss last nights TV with some other moron who is blocking the aisle from the other side!
    I intensely dislike the one’s who reach over you, stand too close so you can smell their BO, the ones who don’t give a damn about anyone else’s safety so long as they get what they want instantly! Damn, I take my imaginary hat of to you Sis, cos I would have been had up for a murder charge in the first 5 minutes of a working day doing your job! Kudos! 😛 xxx

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    1. Oh I don’t know you might last at least 10 minutes. For the most part my days are amazing. Today was a really good day. Majority of all my customers were in good moods and those who weren’t did not stick around long. I am glad though that it is my weekend off. My feet are killing me and I just need to break from being ‘on’ all the time. Relax and read blogs tomorrow is the plan. So will get to your three I need to read. 🙂

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