u/aldisneygirl91

I was working on an express lane today, and while I was checking a customer out, another woman came up and started putting her stuff on the belt. She then walked off without saying a word, so I could only assume that she realized she forgot something and was going to get it. I went ahead and scanned and bagged her stuff. Eventually, another customer walked up with just one item and the other lady was still nowhere to be seen, so I saved her transaction and quickly rang up the woman with the one item. The other lady then came back as the woman was running her card. It took literally five seconds for her to tap her card, grab her item, and for me to recall the other lady's transaction on the screen. But she was pissed that I "helped someone else". And as it turned out, the half gallon of milk she had gotten was supposedly leaking (I didn't notice it leaking when I scanned it, but whatever), so she'd gone back to grab another one. She then complained that she "had a bad foot" and had to walk back there to get it herself because "there was no one here to help me." Yeah...this is the express lane and I don't typically have a bagger. If you'd simply opened your mouth and let me know that you needed another milk, I would have gladly called someone over to go get it for you. Then she said how whoever stocked the milk should have noticed it leaking (even though she didn't notice it till she got to the register, and I didn't notice it, so clearly it wasn't super obvious and the dairy clerk is human too), and told me again what "poor customer service" it was for me to ring up the other lady before she got back. Yep, I'm so sorry I can't read minds and that I didn't make the lady with one item just stand there and wait when I had no idea when you were coming back.

I was working on an express lane today, and while I was checking a customer out, another woman came up and started putting her stuff on the belt. She then walked off without saying a word, so I could only assume that she realized she forgot something and was going to get it. I went ahead and scanned and bagged her stuff. Eventually, another customer walked up with just one item and the other lady was still nowhere to be seen, so I saved her transaction and quickly rang up the woman with the one item. The other lady then came back as the woman was running her card. It took literally five seconds for her to tap her card, grab her item, and for me to recall the other lady's transaction on the screen. But she was pissed that I "helped someone else". And as it turned out, the half gallon of milk she had gotten was supposedly leaking (I didn't notice it leaking when I scanned it, but whatever), so she'd gone back to grab another one. She then complained that she "had a bad foot" and had to walk back there to get it herself because "there was no one here to help me." Yeah...this is the express lane and I don't typically have a bagger. If you'd simply opened your mouth and let me know that you needed another milk, I would have gladly called someone over to go get it for you. Then she said how whoever stocked the milk should have noticed it leaking (even though she didn't notice it till she got to the register, and I didn't notice it, so clearly it wasn't super obvious and the stock clerk is human too), and told me again what "poor customer service" it was for me to ring up the other lady before she got back. Yep, I'm so sorry I can't read minds and that I didn't make the lady with one item just stand there and wait when I had no idea when you were coming back.

I was recently diagnosed with level 1 ASD, and am pretty certain that I have ADHD as well (but no official diagnosis). I'm 34 and basically feel like an overgrown child who will never be able to truly be a functioning adult or do an "adult" job. Even though I am level 1, and able to manage self-care and am capable of living on my own (I just struggle to keep the apartment clean and my husband and I are in a pretty bad financial state due to us both being AuDHD and struggling to hold down a job/only being able to do low-paying jobs). I feel like I simply can't learn/retain things that don't interest me/that I'm not passionate about. I just did the bare minimum to get by in both high school and college (I went for a teaching degree, not because I was passionate about teaching, but I just felt like I had to settle for something). I got decent grades, but couldn't tell you anything that I learned throughout those years. And I also almost flunked out of student teaching because I was so bad at classroom management and was really struggling with anxiety, and really wasn't able to "apply" what I'd learned in college. I obviously really did not want to be a teacher after how badly that all went, but I have no other skills or qualifications, and can't afford to go back to school (and still can't think of a single career that interests me or that I even feel capable of doing) so I've just been stuck in low wage service jobs my entire adult life. My husband is in a very similar situation as well. The only subjects that I have a special interest and extensive knowledge in is Disney (the movies and the parks) and American Girl dolls/books. I'm also obsessed with dates and people's birthdays, but I can't do anything with actual numbers and I hate/suck at math. I'm so jealous of neurodivergent people that actually have a special interest in something that can get them far in an actual career. How in the world do those of us like me make it? I feel so horrible that I'm in debt and have barely any savings because such a huge chunk of my pay goes to rent (and sometimes we can't even afford it), and I'm terrified for my future. I'm so scared my husband and I will end up homeless or that we'll both just never be able to retire and will work until we drop dead. I know that so many people say "just learn a trade" if you can't/don't want to do college, but I have trouble even learning to DO things that don't interest me. I also have very poor fine motor skills and can't even put the simplest things together. My husband and I both tried to do manufacturing (there is a vehicle manufacturing plant where we live that actually pays pretty well). But I couldn't even pass the hands-on assessment. He passed, got the job, and made it for two years, but he ended up so burned out that he basically had a mental breakdown and quit. Now he works at a job that he loves (at a science museum) but it doesn't pay the bills, nor does my job at a grocery store (which isn't my dream job, but I can at least tolerate it and enjoy it most of the time).