I cannot handle being at the register when little kids come through. I feel like I could puke every time they hand me an item with their slobber on it, or when spit rolls down their mouth. It makes me sick to my stomach. I cannot handle when they cry or do obnoxious things. This girl came into the store last week, blowing into a recorder. You could hear her halfway across the store. The mother eventually came up to the register with the girl and asked how I was doing. I responded with, "Headache, and yourself?" She apologized about the recorder and finally took it from the girl.
I've been looking (and applying) for a number of jobs. I haven't heard anything back. Something has to work out soon. The odds of finding anything full-time with benefits are slim to none.