Please go home

So I have a part time gig a few hours a week working for a large bookstore. I like it. The people are nice, the hours aren't terrible, the discount and extra money are nice. And if I'm going to have an another job, its a whole lot better than working at a bar or restaurant and being harrassed for a few hours a day.

I worked last night. I got asked to come up front and help with a teacher buying stuff for her classroom. No problem, be right there, no big deal.

When someone comes in to make a classroom purchase, they have to be signed up with us and show a card we give them that proves they're a teacher in order to receive a discount on items for the classroom. This woman procedes to pull out every card in her wallet. Every card. Then hands me the card for our competition. She then also hands me about 5 other cards. I have to go through them one by one and give them back to her and explain why I don't care about it because it has nothing to do with her being in our store.

Then I had to explain it all again because she didn't get it the first time.

Then it took her about 5 minutes to decide how she was going to pay for her purchase. Then she had a kind of conversation with herself to figure out how she was going to get her 2 bags out to her car. Small bags. Not heavy bags.

All I could think when she was leaving was that somewhere, this very confused lady is teaching little kids.