The TV guys piss me off.
THIRTY MINUTES after we close, we have one register left open. Apparantly, some fucktard is spending $9,000 in cash. It's a testament to our selling team, as our most expensive shit is like $5k, so they really loaded him up. Still, it was annoying.
See, there's the girl that I dig. She got a job because she has been really good friends with another girl who works there since high school.
So, the friend is a nice girl too, and one of the warehouse guys is dating her, and he's a really cool dude too. The way the scheduling works, I hang out with both of them a lot.
So, I count all the cash in the register, which was about $10,500, half of which was 20s. The friend was rather bummed, because she needs to count all the cash after the registers are closed (we close 'em and count 'em, then give 'em to her to check and put in the safe), and this fucker is taking like forever. Now, I'm obviously going to close the register. I could make the TV sales guy who rang it up close it, but he was still sellin' even after the sale, so I figured that the only way to do it right and in a timely manner was to do it myself. I ain't about to force someone who I consider a friend, and who the girl I like considers a very close friend to count $10k TWICE. I coulda left a half hour earlier, but that's not what I do. There are people there who think only of themselves, and I ain't one of 'em.
So then I get started talking about those damn TV and computer people...
It would take too long to go into detail right now, but suffice it to say, those people greatly inconvenience others to avoid a minimal amount of effort on their own part.