Man, what a day! I swear, being a cashier in Saint-Raphael is like riding a rollercoaster, but without the safety bar. So, I roll into work at this little shop on Rue de la République, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First customer walks in. This lady, I swear, she’s got like 10 kids with her. I mean, how do you even manage that? They’re all running around like they’re on a sugar high. I’m just tryin’ to scan her groceries, and one of the kids knocks over a display of chips. Boom! Chips everywhere. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.”
Then, outta nowhere, this dude walks in. He’s got a surfboard under his arm. Like, bro, we’re in a store, not the beach! He’s all like, “Yo, where’s the sunscreen?” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, it’s October. You’re a bit late for that.” But whatever, I point him to the aisle. He thanks me and heads out, but not before tripping over a bag of flour. Classic.
So, I’m finally getting into the groove, right? Then, this old man comes in. He’s got this thick accent, probably from Nice or something. He’s trying to pay with coins. Like, a mountain of coins. I’m talkin’ about a whole treasure chest here. I’m counting, and counting, and counting. Meanwhile, the line behind him is growing. People are getting impatient. I can feel the heat. I’m sweating like I just ran a marathon on Boulevard de la Mer.
Finally, I finish with him, and I’m like, “Next!” But guess what? The power goes out. Just my luck! The lights flicker, and I’m standing there like a deer in headlights. Customers are grumbling. I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a little blackout.” But inside, I’m freaking out. I can’t even process returns or anything.
Then, this girl walks in. She’s got this huge smile, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today’s not a total disaster.” She’s buying a bunch of snacks and a drink. I’m ringing her up, and she’s chatting about how she just got back from the beach at Plage de la Pinede. I’m like, “Nice! I wish I was there.” She laughs and says, “You should’ve called in sick!” I’m like, “Yeah, right! And miss this chaos?”
After a while, the power comes back. Thank goodness! I’m back to scanning, and the customers are flowing in. I’m in the zone, you know? Then, this guy comes in, and he’s wearing a full-on suit. Like, who wears a suit in Saint-Raphael? He’s all serious, and I’m just trying not to laugh. He buys a single bottle of water. I’m like, “Dude, you could’ve just gone to the beach and filled up a bottle!”
By the end of my shift, I’m exhausted. I step outside, and the sunset over the harbor is just beautiful. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today wasn’t so bad.” I walk down Rue des Moulins, and I see a couple of my friends hanging out. They’re laughing, and I can’t help but join in.
We end up grabbing some ice cream at this little place near the marina. I’m telling them about my day, and they’re cracking up. I mean, who wouldn’t laugh at a guy tripping over flour?
So yeah, that was my day in Saint-Raphael. Full of chaos, laughter, and a bit of drama. Just another day in paradise, I guess!