Don't Puke on the Food

(from 29 August 2006)

At work once a trashy looking woman came through with her two kids, one about 4 and a toddler that probably couldn't walk yet. I'm scanning her groceries when I feel something wet and chunky on one of her itmes. I looked at what it was, thought to myself, "No way..." and then looked at the baby sitting in the cart and thought, "Oh fuck."

Me: Um, ma'am, I think she may have puked on your food...
Lady: Huh?
Me: Yeah...look...*show food and hand*
Lady: Oh...Eh, that's alright.

Ok, I have your kid's puke on my hand and that's alright? I beg to differ. But I have a job to do so I wipe my hand off and keep scanning her stuff. And what do I get? Another handful of vomit.

Me: Oh, it looks like it got on a bunch of stuff.
Lady: Hm.

Look, bitch. I don't appreciate your indifference here. My job sucks enough as it is. So wherever you are, thanks a lot for that.