I was two minutes late. But we clocked out a 1/2 hour late. So I guess it all evens out. I was mad about having to stay late...but I got over it.
I wanted to get full case done, but I was stuck doing trivial things for the manager, and getting called up to the front register a lot. We were really busy.
When I was putting away stuff my manger gave me, I asked this guy if he needed help finding anything. And he listed a bunch of symptoms and asked what he should get to relieve them. What about me looks like I would give sound medical advice?
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