You know what, maybe it's not fair to put this all on a language barrier. I'm sure I've gotten this from native English speakers, too.

I just can't imagine what could compel me to make four trips to the register at the same business in the same day.

Two, sure. Three is a stretch, but I wouldn't leave the building between #2 and #3. But four? Four is right out.

This is the same coworker who's been mildly annoying me in recent shifts, by the way.

Never anything major, but like, a steady stream of moments that make you wish she'd pay better attention.

Coworker: "Okay, I found one. Do you want me to read the SKU?"

[Context: she's two sections away from the registers at this point]

Me: "Okay, fine, go ahead."

Coworker: *reads off the 12-digit number*

Me: "Okay, now what's the price?"

Coworker:

Me:

Coworker: "Did you get the number?"

If you still need that link, this one includes both the student's essay and her instructors' feedback in full

www.oklahoman.com/story/news/e...

It's also good and healthy to acknowledge when you've fucked up, like, say, by missing the bad faith motivation behind the publicizing of a student's homework grade to a national scale.

We gotta recognize when things are actually out of our wheelhouse so we don't say stupid shit like "the Constitution says a student can call trans people 'demonic' in her homework and an instructor can't give her a bad grade for it."

Also, I would like to add that I *did* offer to redo her purchase last night, which was only three items and wouldn't have taken more than a minute to do, but instead she just got all huffy like, "I don't know why it's such a problem for *you* but not the other store!"

Sorry, but just as I cannot go back in time to alter a transaction after it's closed out, I also do not possess an encyclopedic knowledge of every product on our shelves now or in the future, even if I am the guy "ringing everything up."