No Bueno

My manager brought her stepdaughter into work yesterday. The little girl was eight years old and wanted to "help" at POS. At first, I was delighted. Because I get very lonely up there as am often the only person working the registers. But then I slowly began to realize how utterly dreadful it is too work with a very cute but irritating child.

You know the child who tells you off for stuff?
"Ooh, I'm going to tell on you!" she says. I want to tell her to shut the duck up. Instead, I laugh because there are customers around who might frown on my choice of words.

She grabbed a stool and stood at my register wanting to "help." She got in my way, kept wanting to count all the notes while I was trying to serve customers from the same register, kept putting coins in the wrong spots and then the worst.

Kept pulling my hair.

Normally, this wouldn't phase me too much. Except I saw this little devil eat a sausage sizzle earlier in the day. And I'm pretty sure she did not wash her hands after as I could smell the telltale smokiness of a well cooked sausage on both her breath and skin.

I was quite appalled and kept trying to pry her off me. It was impossible. Customers were laughing at my attempts. I was frustrated. Thank God she ran off at some point to annoy another person.

I am beginning to suspect that children and I may... not get along well.

J