Memory Lane: When I was a cashier

Many years ago I took a job as a cashier at our local grocery store. As a child, I was enthralled with the ease at which cashiers hit those buttons on the old fashioned cash registers, the ones with the hard buttons that remind you of the old handle crank adding machines. The ones that spit out the receipt with each press of the “ADD” button.

By the time I was old enough to work and got my job as a cashier, the machines were easier to use but barcode scanner technology was still a few years out. I had so many numbers memorized it was not even funny. I got to the point that I did not have to lift the heavy stuff out of the basket because I knew the number already. Now days it’s just lift, scan, bag. Rinse. Repeat. Doesn’t seem like it would be as fun as it was back then.