Man, what a day! I swear, being a cashier in Addlestone is like being in a reality show sometimes. So, I roll into work at the Co-op on High Street, right? It’s a typical Tuesday, or so I thought.
First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring like the heavens opened up. I’m standing there, watching people run past, dodging raindrops like they’re in some sort of Olympic event. I’m just trying to keep my cool, ya know?
Then, this lady comes in. She’s got a trolley full of stuff. I mean, FULL. Like, how many bags of flour do you need? She’s chatting away on her phone, not even looking at me. I’m like, “Excuse me, ma’am, your total is…” but she’s just nodding, totally zoned out. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m just a ghost here.”
Finally, she hangs up and looks at me like I’m the one who’s lost it. I tell her the total, and she’s like, “What? That can’t be right!” I’m like, “Lady, I didn’t just make this up. Check your trolley!”
After that, I get a break. Thank goodness! I step outside, and it’s still drizzling. I walk down to the park on the corner of Station Road. It’s a small park, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? Kids are playing, and there’s this old bloke feeding the ducks. I sit on a bench, just trying to chill.
But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a ball, and BOOM! He crashes into the old guy. Ducks scatter everywhere! I’m laughing so hard, I almost spill my coffee. The old guy’s like, “Watch it, mate!” Classic Addlestone moment, right?
Back to work, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The queue is out the door. I’m scanning like a madman. Then, this guy comes in, looking all shifty. He’s wearing a hoodie, and I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” He grabs a pack of gum and heads for the door. I’m like, “Oi! You gonna pay for that?”
He stops, looks at me, and just bolts. I’m standing there, mouth agape. I mean, come on! In Addlestone? Really? I’m not even mad, just shocked.
Later, this sweet old lady comes in. She’s got a basket with a few bits and bobs. She’s so polite, it’s like a breath of fresh air. She tells me about her garden on Weybridge Road. I can’t help but smile. She’s got this sparkle in her eye, talking about her roses. Makes my day, honestly.
But then, just when I think it’s winding down, the fire alarm goes off! Everyone’s freaking out, and I’m just standing there like, “What now?” We all pile outside, and I’m thinking, “This better not be a drill.”
Turns out, it was just a faulty alarm. Typical, right? I’m back inside, and the vibe is all off. People are grumpy, and I’m just trying to keep it light. I crack a joke about the weather, and a few people chuckle.
Finally, the shift ends. I’m exhausted but happy. I walk home down the Addlestone Road, thinking about the day. It was wild, emotional, and just plain bonkers. But that’s Addlestone for ya. You never know what’s gonna happen next.
I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a ride!” I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a quiet day, but who wants that? Not me!