When I was a cashier, I hated when people would try to give me two different amounts while I was checking them out. If you give me a twenty on a $4.38 purchase, I am going to count out $15.62 in change, not wait for you to find that magical 38 cents that you’re scrounging on the floor/in your purse for. If you wanted to give me change, you should have either mentioned it, or waited until you had the change to give me your money. I am not a mind reader, and I am going to assume that you will give me all the money you intend to give me in one motion. I absolutely refused to redo the change in these situations, especially if I was closing my drawer as they were trying to give me extra money for their transaction. Then again, I almost always cashiered at places where there were long lines and time was of the essence. If I had worked in a place where I had all day to perform a transaction, I might be more patient with people who unnecessarily complicate money transactions.
I still handle money through the job that I’ve got at the moment. Thing is, I don’t always have a change bag. (It gets dropped in the safe every night, and an accounting person is responsible to bring a new one every morning. No accounting people in that day = no change bag.) The other day, accounting was out of the office from early Wednesday afternoon until Monday morning. It was a Saturday morning, and the second day in a row that we didn’t have a cash bag available. Mr. Dingus McFooptypants comes in to get a license plate that he’s been calling about for the past week. It’s been available, and he owes $23.95. I tell him as such, and he pulls out a $100 bill. Holy freaking mother of God, I don’t have a change bag, and wouldn’t have that kind of change even if I did. I ask if he can pay by credit or check, and apparently he doesn’t have either of those, and cannot possibly leave without the license plate. I go and ask one of the managers if they can break a $50, but only after I ask if the service dept. can make change (They can, but only for $50 or less. Someone came in with a $100 bill first thing in the morning, and wiped out the couple of $20 bills they had in the till as it was.) I get the two $50 bills, change it for the $100 bill, and head over to the service dept. But for the sheer luck of one of the service people being able to exchange their till full of $1 and $5 bills for a $20 bill, the guy got some normal change out of the situation. If that one manager had not had two $50 bills that he was willing to swap, Dingus McFooptypants would have had to go somewhere else to get that $100 bill broken into more manageable cash amounts. Because of circumstances, I would have gotten yelled at because the other person did not bring a form of payment that I could accept if it had not been for that one manager. I got yelled at enough from customers for reasons that are beyond my control for me to want to deal with more of it.