#custom bagger

[onlyhappyvibes]

[fitforchrist]

It’s about time to fire the Bike up!

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[diamonddogsstuff]

[all4road]

Motosalón 2024 Brno, Czech Republic: lowrider ST build - Public Enemy for bagger racing!

[feliraeth]

guide to being a good customer, from the perspective of a bagger:

don't bring bags that smell like cat piss, or any other kind of piss

don't say uncomfortable things, like: "will you be my little bagger lady today?"

it helps us if you put your bags at the front of your order, but it doesn't matter too much unless you're in a rush!

anyother feel free to add on to this post from your own customer service provider perspective !

[alissyathestrange]

hello funniest thing happened today, a customer dropped their phone into the gap between the tomato and avocado tables. Tables that cant be moved and it took 3 of us to try and fish it out.

[morganbritton132]

AU where Eddie is supplementing his music aspirations with a job at the grocery store and he’s crushing hard on a customer that comes through his line with increasingly weird grocery combos.

Gareth thinks he’s doing it on purpose as some kind of joke. Jeff thinks that Eddie should just ask the guy out. Grant, Eddie’s usual bagger, disagrees, “Uh, last week, Hot Guy bought thirteen pounds of raw meet and rope. We sure he’s not a serial killer?”

This sets up an argument crowded around Eddie’s register that’s usually reserved for the break room. His friends weigh the pros and cons of dating a crazy person while Eddie watches Hot Guy realize that his line is busy and walk to another register.

He’s has nothing but a pack of nails, hairspray, and a tomato in his basket.

Eddie mourns his bi-weekly interaction.

While Eddie is living it up in a workplace romcom, Steve is fighting for his life with a group of pre-teens determined to get themselves killed saving the world.

[handmaderugoods]

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[xiaq]

Did you ever work in customer service? You give off been-in-the-trenches-and-are-better-for-it vibes.

Hi, this is slightly unhinged, but thank you!!

Now you're going to get the story of how I was offered a job on the spot for the first ever position I ever interviewed for (which was, indeed, customer service).

Okay, so, I'm 15, my birthday is in two days, and HEB (Texas grocery store) is hiring baggers for $7 an hour and cashiers for a whole whopping $10 an hour. Cashiers have to have prior experience OR have to work as a bagger for a year first. But I am full of teenage verve and I want that cashier position. I want it now.

I show up on my motorcycle, so I'm in my "professional" outfit but carrying my helmet when I enter the hiring manager's office, which really sets the tone for how things proceed.

The interviewer is like, "how old are you?" and babyface mcgee me, five foot tall and all of 90lbs says, "Fifteen. But I'm sixteen in two days."

And he's like, "...we can't hire you if you're fifteen."

And I'm like, "bet, but you can get the paperwork started now, yeah?"

And he says, "wait, how did you drive a motorcycle here if you're 15?"

So the first 5 minutes of the interview turn into me showing him my license, explaining DMV rules re 15-yr-olds and permitted engine size for motorcycles and pointing out my bike in the parking lot.

"Okay," he says, clearly trying to rally. "So you have a method of transportation, that's great, but we can't consider you for the cashier job if you don't have experience. We can only consider you as a bagger."

I'm prepared for this. I lay out my most recent report card, as well as copies of the sports and academic awards I've achieved in the last year. I give my "I'm a fast learner, I'm a hard worker, and you'll benefit more from me working as a cashier, interacting with customers, than a bagger" speech. I've been buying groceries at this store my whole life, so I know that cashiers are ranked by how many 'Item of the Week' they manage to hawk at checkout (typically batteries or soda or chips). "I'll be top of the ranking for Item of the week, just you wait."

I think he is reluctantly charmed by my bull-headedness. "Okay,” he says, reaching for the can of coke on his desk. "Fine. Sell this to me, then. Right now."

This man is mid-forties. He has bad handmade artwork hung up on his office wall.

"Do you have kids?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Two," he says. "Boy and a girl. The girl is just a year younger than you, actually."

"Ah," I say, "is it getting harder and harder to connect with her? Monosyllabic answers? Spends all her time in her room."

"...yes," he says.

“I was the same,” I say somberly. “Until, one afternoon, my dad came into my room and handed me a Coke.”

I tap my fingers on the Coke in front of me.

“He told me to come share a drink with him while he grilled on the back porch and that once I’d finished my Coke I could crawl, hissing, back to my room, but he wanted company until then. And see, I did, actually, want to spend time with my dad. I just didn’t know how to initiate it, and my teenage hormones made it difficult for me to express that. So I took the Coke and stomped my way outside but once I was there, I drank it slowly. And I answered his questions about school and cheerleading and asked him about work and we planned a weekend father-daughter motorcycle trip into the hill country. And ever since then, every few days, he’ll come to my room and offer me a Coke, and I’ll spend half an hour drinking it in his company.”

I slide the coke across the desk to him. “Might be an approach to try with your daughter, what do you think?”

He catches the Coke automatically. He sighs.

"Yeah, alright," he says. "Cashier job is yours. Come back in two days when you're actually sixteen and we'll get your paperwork sorted out." I worked there for the rest of high school and I was, typically, top of the rankings for selling Items of the Week the entire duration.

Entirely unrelated, I hate coke. I don’t drink soda, and the only beverage my dad has ever shared with me on the back porch is a margarita. But he didn’t need to know that.

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[myballsitchaurghouchie]

Human versions of Goat, Lamb and Yellow Cat for my DnD au. Getting more and more self indulgent by the minute can you tell i just like characters hanging out

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Image 1: A digital drawing of 3 characters looking towards the viewer as if posing for a picture. The character on the left is tall and stands in the foreground with their hand partially covering the view; they are dark skinned, have long dark dreadlocks as well as a long braided goatee, wear black and dark purple clothing along with a spikey choker, multiple piercings and a necklace with a purple gemstone. The character in the middle is smaller, standing a bit further; they are dark skinned, have medium length loose dreadlocks that turn from dark brown to white, wear a read beanie and shawl over a white turtleneck, and they have a red gemstone as a necklace. The character on the right is lighter skinned, has short blonde hair, a small beard and moustache, and wear a green floral shirt.

Image 2: A digital sketch page showing various drawings of the same previous characters wearing different outfits, all in their own section of the image.

At the top is the tall, dark skinned person with dark dradlocks, called 'Pinhead' Graham, with text in parenthesis saying "Goat". There are small bits of information next to them saying "Usually punk fashion. Absolute dogshit mixing of clothing. Mainly black, rarely has colors (purple, green, yellow). Spikes in every outfit. Clothing often shows off waist shape, occasional baggy outfits. Edgelord looking". There is more text to the side saying "Sides shaved", and "4b hair texture, sometimes has braids or dreadlocks".

The next character is the smaller one with white dreadlocks, called Lemuel, with text in parenthesis saying "Lamb". The text next to them says "3c hair texture, has loose dreadlocks", and the other bits of information say "Warm clothing (sweaters, hoodies, cardigans). Beanie 99% of the time. Often wearing a shawl. Neck never bare (turtleneck, necklaces). Light colors (brown, white, grey) + red (light, muted, rarely dark)".

The third character is the one with short blonde hair, called CJ, with the text in parenthesis saying "Yellow Cat". The information text says "Relaxed clothing. Always layering 2 tops at least. Different textures always. Knee-length pants most of the time. At least 1 item with a pattern. Rarely wears dark colors".

Image 3: A small sketch of the same three characters shoulders up, smilling.

Image 4: A sketch of the three sitting at a table which is covered in papers and dice, whispering to each other.

Image 5: A sketch of the same three characters standing side by side, showcasing their outfits.

CJ is on the left, writing next to them says "they/he/she"; he is wearing a bucket hat, a long sleeved shirt under a short sleeved jacket, knee-length shorts and ankle-high socks.

Graham is in the middle, text next to them says "they/them"; they are the tallest of the three, wearing a bone looking hair clip, a jacket with a fur collar, customized patches and spikes along with a big zipper, and a kilt over another skirt and bagger pants.

Lemuel is the one on the right, text next to them says "they/them"; they are the shortest of the three, wearing a crocheted beanie with horns, a shawl over a big sweater, and pants with a "Christmas-looking pattern".

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[fever-dreamer97]

Izuku: Remember guys, be as helpful as possible to the customers.

Bakugo: Why the hell do we have to be damn grocery baggers?!

Todoroki: I don’t think it’s all bad.

Bakugo: Tch.

Woman: Excuse me, do these frozen turkeys get any bigger?

Todoroki: Uh, no ma’am they’re dead.

Woman:

Izuku and Bakugo:

Todoroki: See, we’re helping, Bakugo.

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: THE MOTORCYCLE IS SKY BLUE AND IT HAS BAGS SO WE CALL IT SKY BLUE BAGGER DMV: BADGER CAN BE ANOTHER WORD FOR VAGINA Verdict: DENIED

[azrail-has-a-vendetta]

I’m going to do it. I’m going to write a Magnus Archives Walmart AU, except no one dies (against company policy) and it’s really just fluff. Here is what me and my friend @aubbitsart have decided everyone’s role is:

Jon: manager

Martin: Works in the Bakery or is the greeter

Elias: dunno what it would be specifically but he is their Boss

Tim: Cashier/restocker

Sasha: customer service (returns and refunds, specifically)

Melanie: restocker/works specifically in the veggie section

Daisy and Basiera: Security (later work in the meat section)

Gerry Key: Cashier/bagger

Micheal Shelly and Helen: Work in the back with unloading and stuff

Breaken and Hope is their delivery people

Common Costumers:

Georgie: regular shopper, buys cat food, regular food and starts dating Melanie (starts to visit more after that)

Jane Prentice: buys random shit that doesn’t go together. Gets put on banned list after a bug incident.

Gertrude Robinson: comes in mostly to visit Gerry and sometimes Micheal, buys normal stuff plus lots of lighter fluid, bleach, and sometimes rope. Everyone is afraid of her.

Peter Lucas: Buys lots of sweets and sometimes just bugs Martin into calling Elias to come pick him up. At first Martian was really discreet about it but after the 5th time just gets on the comms and asks Elias to come pick his boyfriend up.

Annabel Cane: buys lighters and yarn/thread, and witch books

Simon Fairchild: always wearing pride stuff, also always has a rainbow umbrella. Refuses to buy two things of the same color at the same time. Was once found suck on the ceiling, is now on the banned list. He somehow manages to sneak in.

Jude Perry: also on the banned list, caused an accident where Jon got his hand burned. Buys coal, lighter fluid, and various lighters. Doesn’t even hide her intentions. Also buys Little Debbie’s Cosmic Brownies.

Agnes Montegue: shops with her boyfriend, who is actually the nicest person. Likes to invite everyone to bbq’s and Jon has a rule that no one is allowed to attend.