Had an interesting interaction with a cashier today.
This young man in his 20s was ringing people up. His voice and mannerisms were basically like Napoleon Dynamite.
In front of me, the customer said āthank you, have a good dayā and he said back āthat would be impossible, but you have a good day maāam.ā I was only half paying attention so I assumed I misheard.
He then rang my products up as I focused on packing my bags. I pay and say basically āthanks, have a good dayā. He says, āthat would be impossible maāam, but you have a good day.ā
I paused, hearing the repeated statement. He started scanning the next customerās items. Part of me wanted to ask why itās impossible to have a nice day. Itās so specific. But doing so would interrupt his focus on the next customer. I took my bags, walked out, and looked back a couple times.
In hindsight, I wish Iād asked. That would be more important than risking the next customerās checkout time by a couple minutes.
Next time Iām at the supermarket, Iām going to do a scan of the cashiers to see if heās among them.


