Aside from driving a school bus for detassling crews, my primo job was that of grocery store checker. My neighbor and best friend, ”Pann,” worked at a competing store. That in itself was amazing, as our town supported two grocery stores! I guess we were the county seat, so we had to have something special.
This little thought came to mind with the photo. I had to enter every price manually, make change and count back the return, and ensure I wasn’t accepting a check from one of the ”bad check offenders” posted by the register. The kicker – we had courtesy checks for people who didn’t bring their checkbook with them! ”Counter checks” from banks in the area were available, and we required no identification to write one. I guess everyone knew everyone, and if you wrote a bad one, you were posted for all to see.
Truly a different time and some crazy memories! Tomorrow – the meat slicer.
