Things You Might Not Know About A Cashier

At most petrol stations,there will usually be a cashier,sitting in front of the cash register.The cashier is responsible for the following:
1)Handling the cash and credit cards from the customers
2)Turning on the petrol pump so you can pump petrol
3)In charge of handling the customers who are buying goods from the convinent store
4)As in the cases of Shell,there are mobile cash registers outside to serve you.Their attendant cards have a maximum of RM600,after that they will need to go inside and 'pay-in' to the cashier,and the cashier will have to key in the right amount
6)Every pay in has to be marked down on a piece of paper(seperating the cash from the credit cards)
5)Cashiers are also in charged with checking the stocks,espeacially the engine lubricants and the cigarettes.Every item sold is marked down on a piece of paper


There are only 2 lanes to a cashier,one is through the shop,in front of the desk,and the other is from outside,through a small window.
NOW IMAGINE THIS:
Everything that i had stated above,is happening at THE SAME TIME.
Unbelievevable??Believe it.Its true,and Its scary.The stress and tension at these times can kill you,either that,or the customers will.

Therefore,to clear things up,these are a list of things you might not know about a cashier at a petrol station:

1)The cashier is not DEAF,nor does he/she has the intelligence of a Walnut.Therefore,please do not yell at the top of your voice:'HEY YOU FRIGGIN' DUMBASS, PUMP FIVE THIRTY DOLLARS!!GET IT??PUMP FIVE!!FIVE!!HELLO?!YOU HEAR ME??IT'S PUMP FIVE!!F-I-V-E!!!!!'(starting to make wild and obscene gestures).Relax,Mister,I can hear and understand perfectly clear what you are tryin to say,so shut the fuck up already.Sheesh.

2)The cashier is NOT A CLAIRVOYANT.Nor does he/she has predicting powers,keeps a crystal ball under the table,and can predict what you are going to say next.I have customers comin' up to the counter,takes out his wallet,fish out his Visa credit card and Bonus Link card,puts them on the desk....and just do nothing.He just stares blankly right at me,as if waiting for me to say:"Hmm..according to my talking voodoo doll under the desk..I'm guessing..you want pump three,fourty dollars??and a Kit-Kat to go with it??"I swear,someday I'm gonna stuf my voodoo doll down his throat.

3)The cashier DOES NOT,due to some bizzare genetical mutation on several chromosomes in his DNA strand,have 4 hands and 2 heads,although the general population seems to assume this is a fact.There will be customers banging on the desk,rapping on the window,pulling his hair,biting his fingers,and doing God knows what to speed you up,while the cashier is in fact handling someone else credit cards,and tryin to scan items AND retrieving money at the same time.Hey,gimme a break,will ya?try to put yourself in my position,and see where you will end up.

4)The cashier DOES NOT have his brain linked directly to yours.Therefore,it is virtually impossible for the cashier to know what your eyes are seeing.When u give the money to a cashier,please do not just point to your car,since there are 3 cars parked at where you point,the possibility of me guessing correct is one out of three,which,of course,will get me and the customer frustrated if i guessed wrongly.Heck,if i can guess correctly,i would rather take a shot at tomorrow's Totos or Magnum 4D,instead of wasting my precious time guessing which car belongs to you,is it a)the Toyota Camry,b)the the Honda Civic,or is it c)the ugliest muthafuckin car in the world,the Alfa Romeo??im guessing C.(to the people who is reading this and owns an Alfa Romeo,sorry,but you have no taste in cars whatsoever.)

5)The cashier DOES makes mistakes at times.hey,we are all humans,after all,we all makes mistakes,(hell,i'm quite sure i made a grammar mistake in this previous sentence.)Therefore,have some compassion.Have some sympathy.Do not scream at the cashier(or the pump attendants)just because they made a tiny weeny mistake.

In conclusion,the above can be summarised into a single sentence:



THE CASHIER IS NOT GOD,DUMBASS

Thugz Mansion

This is one hiphop song that never fails to make me cry everytime i hear it...It just shows that there is more to hiphop than just bling bling,rims,and money cash hoes.Tupac Shakur,Rest In Peace.

Shit,tired of gettin shot at
Tired of getin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,that's just for us
Niggaz ain't gota get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die??
Aint no heaven for a thug nigga
That's why we go to thugs mansion
That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G'...
at thugs mansion

Verse One:2Pac

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place,
the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

[Chorus: J. Phoenix] + (Nas)
Every corner, every city
There's a place where life's a little busy
Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
Every hour, cause it's all good
Leave all the stress from the world outside
Every wrong done will be alright (I wanna go)
Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga)
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion

[Verse Two: Nas]
A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason, for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit to save me
Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe
Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin
I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother
And I cried tears of joy, I know she smiles on her boy
I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni Shakur
Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more
Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion


[Chorus] w/o Nas

[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came
Little LaTasha sho' grown
Tell the lady in the liquor that she's forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the pastthat passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

[chorus]