Cashier X Dummy Novels & Stories

The cashier counted the items they bought simultaneously. “Your money is 150 USD!” the cashier said. Aubrey removed her purse from her bag, she counted 150 USD and handed it over to the cashier. “Thank you very much!” the cashier said. “You are welcome,” Aubrey said. “Feel free to come here another day; we offer the best service,” the cashier said. “Alright. Please, pack these items for us,” Aubrey said. “It’s okay,” the cashier said.

One of the mall workers came to us and helped in bringing out the things on the counter for the price tags to be checked. Soon, the lady was done and mentioned the exact amount of everything. Wow! It was a lot but I had it covered. I brought out my black card and stretched it out to her. She was about to accept it when Jeremy tried to give her his oen card. "Use mine instead" He said to her in a more commanding tone. The cashier stared at us looking utterly confused on who's card to collect. "What are you waiting for? Take the card already" I said trying to force it into her hand.

He could hear the beeping noise of the scanner get louder as Mpumi and himself got closer to the cashier. They were finally before the cashier. She had scanned everything from their trolly. She was rather surprised when Mpumi handed out a R20 note and silver R5 coin ($1.46). For a moment the cashier stared at the young woman who only shrugged. Mpumi continued to shrug and tried too much to look away. Mpumi saw the people behind her starting to get impatient—she was holding up the line. They all seemed in a hurry all of a sudden. “This is not enough,” the cashier finally spoke. She was only realising now that the girl and the man she was with were probably from the streets. “What must I do no

I told him instead. "Very well, I'll give you my name and I will give you this doll for free." I chuckled at his proposition. The cashier wouldn't punch that doll and sell it to him if I told them not to. "Deal," I answered instead. "My name is Warren Laurent," he replied. "I am Charlie and he's Charles." "What's your last name?" He asked, not satisfied with my answer. "It's out of the deal, mister. We only need to tell you our name," I said with a smirk.

Raheem's elder sister put the basket on the table beside the cashier as the lady at the front of her left, bringing the items out from the basket and the cashier was inputting them into the computer. A lady whom was the supervisor there, walked to the cashier that Raheem's sister was with and whispered to her. The cashier shook her head and continued inputting the items, packing it inside a big nylon as she was inputting them. "I am paying with POS. So how much is it?" Raheem's sister asked as she was taking the nlyons one by one at the front of the cashier. "Someone has paid for your items, he said your friend" the cashier replied her.

It beeps, but the screen reads, “Error.” “Hmm.” She presses a few buttons and tries it again. The message is the same. Letting out a sigh, the cashier, whose name tag reads, “Ever,” grabs the microphone next to her register. “Hey, Billy, I need a price check on some butt cream for this lady up here. Can you let me know how much the extra strength butt cream for anal fissures and hemorrhoids is? Oh, and make it fast. She looks like she’s in a hurry.”

Was she trying to dig her own grave by picking a bone with someone as rich as him? Linda’s fingers curled into anxious fists when Samuel handed the credit card over to the cashier. Cold sweat slicked down her palms. Anxiety also started to overtake Yvonne Sue. “Please key in your PIN.” The cashier thrust the POS machine right before him, a slight tremble running through her hands. It was her first time seeing such a big bill. Even she was a little nervous. Samuel looked at Yvonne. “Why don’t you key in the PIN?” he said, smiling.

XXX I’m Waiting For Someone Arabella noticed that the cashier was smitten with Daniel so she shifted slightly to block the cashier’s line of sight. She smiled and said, “The person you’re looking at is a married man.” The cashier turned and met Arabella’s half-smiling eyes. Embarrassed, the cashier’s face blushed and she whispered, “Madam, you’ve misunderstood.” The black gold card did not require a signature so the cashier handed the receipt and card back to Daniel. Daniel took the card and passed it to Arabella who blinked her eyes in confusion. Daniel asked, “Didn’t you say that what’s mine is yours?”

My wallet will be empty soon. First day, and I already got tricked. “That’s just how Ma’am Janine is, Sir. Better get used to it,” said the cashier in front of him. She wasn’t even looking at him, her eyes were on Janine. “But don’t worry, Sir. Everything Ma’am takes is already paid.” “Paid?” he asked in shock. “Yes, Sir. Her husband already paid for it.” She has a husband? Looks like I’m the only one left with no one.

She tries insisting she does not mind waiting, but the shoppers only move farther back, smiling nervously at her. Eventually, she glances toward Raven helplessly. He gives her one small nod. Just go with it. So she does. By the time she reaches the register, the cashier is visibly trembling. Azzmi notices the woman’s nametag immediately. “Take it easy, Liz,” she says gently with a small smile. The cashier swallows hard. “Yes, Ma’am.” Her voice shakes. Azzmi pulls out her black card to pay, and almost instantly she hears whispers spreading through the nearby crowd again.