I work with morons
This is the "easy" way to price turkeys according to my supervisor. Y'know, instead of just slapping a price tag on them, he decided to write the approximate weight (which required him putting them on the scales anyway) and then confuse the hell out of the customers by coming up with this bizarre sign.
I, for the life of me, couldn't figure out why he would want to do this. I finally asked him, and he told me that otherwise, they would have to be reweighed when the sale price changed. Yeah. EVERY store has to do this EVERY year. It's not that big of an inconvenience. Not to mention that we sell maybe 50 birds total at this small country grocery store (I've sold literally ten or more PALLETS of turkeys at my previous, busier stores).
Today was pretty cool though. I didn't have a lot to do when I came in, but did an update count on my turkeys sold. We sell few enough that it's better just to do it by hand and save it so we can trend sales. The last four years are all pretty steady, and I'm right on pace to match. Then, the high school home economics class came in with their teacher. They were making fried chicken, and bought 4 whole fryer chickens. I asked the teacher if she wanted me to break it down into fryer pieces. She seemed relieved, but then decided I should show the class how it was done. Kinda cool to have the kids around the table, showing how to bone a chicken.
Then I found busy work. I was sharpening knives towards the end of the day. This is what I did to myself.