Cashier X Dummy Novels & Stories

the cashier retorted, “Alright,” Celine said, and she brought out her debit card, and she gave it to the cashier, and the cashier collected the debit card and she inserted the card in the pos machine, and she asked, “how much are you paying?“ the cashier, “five hundred thousand nairas” Celine retorted,

the cashier retorted, “Alright,” Celine said, and she brought out her debit card, and she gave it to the cashier, and the cashier collected the debit card and she inserted the card in the pos machine, and she asked, “how much are you paying?“ the cashier, “five hundred thousand nairas” Celine retorted,

I said, getting money from my purse. "Room 10, right?" the cashier asked. "Yup," I said with a nod. "You no longer have to pay extra, ma'am. Mr. X informed me in advance," the cashier said. "Where is he?" I ask, looking for him, but the hallway is empty. "He left quickly because he had to attend his brother's birthday party, ma'am," the cashier answered.

I stuffed her cart with lots of things just to take my revenge but a few items seemed to be unnecessary and I’d be as if I’m doing an Infant thingy shop. When I arrived at counter… "Sixty-nine thousand, eight hundred twenty-two Ma’am," the cashier said. Good, he got it right. I'm a madam... "Here…" I handed him the ATM card and he took it with an obvious surprise. Surprised much? See…I’m right about that card. "Please be faster." @SenaSen

“Alright, I’ll get this wrapped up for you right away,” the sales assistant said and nodded respectfully before taking the clothes off the mannequins and walking over to the cashier to process the payment. The commotion in this section of the store alerted the other occupied sales assistants. Some of them instantly recognized Xyla Quest. Immediately, these sales assistants surrounded the lady who was processing Xyla’s payment. While the sales assistant processed the payment, she continued to arrange the clothes. “I couldn’t tell she was actually this rich,” she looked at the black card next to her and said.

The cashier brought back her attention, putting down her card on the counter. "Sir?" Her brows furrowed. "I'm a woman." She picked up her card and put it back in her black leather jacket's inner pocket. "S-sorry, ma'am," the cashier stuttered in embarrassment. "Your voice was low so I thought--" "It's fine, I'm not bothered. "Gray grabbed her plastic bag and walked out the store.

As the saleslady finished packing her perfume she walked where Irish is and tell the cashier woman how much she'll going to pay. "Um... Do you have any other credit card, Ma'am?" the woman in cashier asked her. Irish's forehead knotted. "Why?" "Your card was emptied Ma'am. There's no money inside." Her eyes winded. "What? Your scanner might have damage. It can't be emptied." "Okay Ma'am calm down. Sy..." she called the saleslady, "try to scan this in other store." she ordered. The saleslady left them and goes inside the Pen Shoppe Store that is beside with their store.

I was absorbed in browsing through gifts and didn't notice that there were fewer and fewer people around me. A server approached and handed me a glass of water. After politely thanking him, I brought the glass to my lips. The cup that should have contained plain water had a strange smell instead. I carefully identified it. Was that... abortion pills? Hadn't James arranged for professional service? How could they serve water like this to someone with an obviously pregnant belly? I calmly set down the water, feigning confusion. "Where's James? I've finished choosing. Please come and pay."

The cashier on her queue called. The woman nodded and smiled at me. I had my gaze at her. My brow was furrowed. What did she mean by that? The man in my queue finished. He left the counter. I wheeled the cart. I placed everything on the counter. The cashier scanned each item and looked at the monitor. “That comes to a total of seven thousand francs.” She read out, “Par carte ou espèces—Card or Cash?”

I only have 10,000 cash with me. "Can I just give it to you later? I'll just call my mommy." I said. When the Cashier heard what I said, her eyes lit up. "Just tell me if you're not going to buy it. It can be another one. Such behavior is no longer fashionable, ma'am." She says. The people behind me heard that. Gosh. What shame is this again? "What's taking so long! The queue here is so long!" "Why did she even come here when there is no money to pay!"