The best days I have at work are when the lottery machine is down.
I love telling the gamblers that they can't get their tickets. I love seeing the lost look in their eyes as they try and figure out where else they can go to get their Pick 3 and Pick 4 numbers.
It's so nice and peaceful when the lottery machine doesn't work.
The real customers get in and out so much faster when there aren't lottery players around.
If only I could live in a world without lottery, my job would be a very pleasant one. That is, until someone pukes, shits, steals, yells at me or breaks something. Then it'd just be a regular crappy day.
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OOOOOOH. So - how can you make it that the lottery machine is constantly out of order without management getting suspicious?
ReplyDeleteWe didn't have lottery here in Arkansas until last year. I HATE it. I hate having to wait in line just to put $20 in gas in my car for someone to buy 75 $1 scratch off tickets or 50 power ball tickets.
ReplyDeleteUgh. I hate the lottery!
Rhode Island voters keep voting against casinos, but they don't mind having the lottery, for some reason. I don't know if they realize it's the same thing.
ReplyDeleteYou know what's almost as bad as being a cashier and dealing with those lottery players? Being a customer who ran in to get a quick drink or bite to eat and winding up behind one of them! Ugh. I hate that. It makes me just want to drop the money on the counter, say, "Keep the change," and leave. Because I know that gambling addict will be standing there forever picking out tickets and playing that stupid game.
ReplyDeleteLook at the bright side. One of those dumb people will win millions at your store and you'll all get a bunch of money. Uh, or not.
ReplyDeleteThey finally got wise in TX and made it illegal to stand there scratching the scratch-offs at the counter to see if they won anything before allowing the cashier to move on to the next customer. There was more than one instance before that gem was brought in that I physically shoved those crackhead mofos out of my way so I could pay for my GD gas and get on the road. Kudos to broken lotto machines!!! =D Maybe a "customer" could "accidentally" spill something sticky and wet into the machine's ventilation slots to see to it that it stays out of order....perhaps a friend? ;)
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my biggest pet peeves. I wish all the lottery machines would break because I can't STAND waiting behind those idiots.
ReplyDeleteAmen, sister! There have been times when I've told people it wasn't working even when I knew that wasn't true. I also love the people who come up and study the sheet where we've written all of the previous numbers. As though there's some type of science and logic involved in picking those numbers. I even have this one lady who carries around a dream book. Waiting on her definitely isn't the highlight of my day!
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