Being in your 40s is wild. One friend is a grandma, one has a newborn, one is celebrating 20 years married, and another is dating a 25-year-old. Half of us look 28, the other half pulled a muscle sleeping. 😂 No timeline, just vibes. 😭
To all the Supermarkets and big commercial stores that operate 'Self Check-outs'....
You are heading towards almost exclusively self-checkout now. Yesterday I went shopping at one such store and the lady checking receipts at the exit was stopping everyone.
I didn't choose to participate in that nonsense, I had already filled my trolly, emptied my trolly and scanned the items, refilled my trolly, and so I just skipped the exit line and left.
I heard her saying "Umm - Excuse me “ as I kept walking and raised the receipt above my head, leaving the store.
You can either trust me to do self-checkout, or you can put your cashiers back in place like it used to be.
• I'm not interested in proving that I did your job for you.
• If you want me to be a cashier with no training then that's your problem not mine.
• Keep employing young people and give them job opportunities.
YOU DON'T PAY ME TO SCAN MY OWN SHOPPING.
YOU DON’T GIVE ME STAFF DISCOUNT FOR WORKING FOR YOU.
Signed…
All of us
Profits be for people…
#Truth
The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon “quickie” with their 8-year-old son in the apartment was to send him out on the balcony with a Popsicle and tell him to report on all the neighbourhood activities.
“There’s a car being towed from the parking lot,” he shouted.
He began his commentary as his parents put their plan into operation:
“An ambulance just drove by!”
“Looks like the Andersons have company,” he called out.
“Matt’s riding a new bike!”
“Looks like the Sandersons are moving!”
“Jason is on his skateboard!”
After a few moments he announced,
“The Coopers are having sex!!”
Startled, his mother and father shot up in bed. Dad cautiously called out,
“How do you know they’re having sex?”
“Jimmy Cooper is standing on his balcony with a Popsicle.”
@luxemiaa He has no interest in those children beyond the money. His concern is not that he doesn't have access to the kids. His concern is access to the money. He's a prick and should leave this woman alone and allow her to raise her kids. He doesn't care about any of them. What a creep!
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Every time I'm close to doing something good for myself, everything comes crashing down. Every friggin time I think I'm about to win, everything turns to shit. I'm so tired & defeated.
"I'm 69, been stocking shelves at this 24-hour grocery store for eight years. Midnight to 8 AM, five nights a week. People shop at 3 AM for all kinds of reasons, and I've learned not to ask questions.
But I started noticing this teenage kid. Maybe 16, came in every Wednesday and Sunday around 4 AM. Same routine, grabbed a basket, walked every single aisle, put nothing in the basket, then left.
Every time. Forty minutes of walking with an empty basket.
At first, I thought he was shoplifting. Watched him close. But he never took anything. Just walked, slow, reading every label like he was memorizing them.
Week twelve, I decided to say something.
"Son, you've walked these aisles twenty-four times now. You planning to buy something eventually?"
He looked terrified. Started backing away.
"I'm not kicking you out," I said quickly. "Just... curious."
He stood there, debating. Then, "It's warm in here. And the lights are bright. And it smells like normal life."
Turns out he was homeless. Sleeping in his car in our parking lot. School dropout. Those Wednesday and Sunday mornings? After his overnight shift washing dishes at the diner down the street. This was the only place open, the only place he felt safe before trying to sleep a few hours in his backseat.
"The walking makes me tired enough to sleep," he said. "And for forty minutes, I can pretend I'm just a regular person buying groceries."
I did something that night. Went to the back room, made him a sandwich from my lunch. Gave him my spare blanket from my locker.
"You come here Wednesday and Sunday mornings, there'll be a sandwich waiting. Loading dock. And you can walk these aisles as long as you need."
That was two years ago.
Word got around to the other overnight workers. The baker started adding an extra muffin. Produce guy brought fruit. Cashier saved the almost-expired sandwiches.
Then Maria, the store manager, found out. I thought we were done.
Instead, she hired him. Stock boy, overnight shift, working right beside me. Got him enrolled in online school.
He graduated last month. Full ride to community college.
At his graduation, he gave a speech. Said a 69-year-old man stocking soup cans saw him when he was invisible.
But here's what he didn't know, twelve other kids have walked these aisles since. We see them all now. Every single one gets a sandwich.
All because I finally asked why the basket was empty."
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Let this story reach more hearts....
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Story Credit: Grace Jenkins