When I work at Food Lion, there are many different encounters I have. Some things are beautiful, some are tiring. From calling hundreds of grumpy customers, to retrieving the long heavy line of shopping carts from the steep hill in the parking lot, to counting every single penny the store makes in cash at the end of the night, my job may be tough but I love it. Of course, not everyone I greet will be kind and situations won't always go the way I want, but in the end I still enjoy my job. Say no to plagiarism. Get a tailor-made essay on "Why Violent Video Games Shouldn't Be Banned"? Get an Original EssayCalling and scanning customers' items from their square carts is an important factor in my job, working the entrance of a grocery store. I greet all the customers I call; sometimes they are not so kind and don't respond; some of them have made-up expressions on their faces, acting like they are better than me. Many customers who go grocery shopping place heavy items in the bottom of their shopping carts. The most common items found at the bottom of bins are heavy plastic containers containing cat litter or a large forty-pound bag of dog food that smells so strong that its aroma can be smelled on the outside of the bag, and most common are large packs of tall, clear water bottles that are so heavy I can barely lift them. When people bring these items in, I usually walk around my rectangular-shaped cash register and scan the items with my handheld scan gun so I don't have to lift them. After calling a lot of people, my registration belt tends to get a little dirty from all the different groceries that are placed on it. When it starts to get unsightly with white specks of milk powder left on it or streaks of clear juices from raw chicken residue, I clean the dirty, long, black moving belt. I wait until no customers approach me and reach under the receipt printer to open the door of a light brown cabinet that contains a trash can with a clear bag, a small white roll of paper towels, and a clear bottle with a translucent liquid inside it. I spray the transparent liquid on the moving register, taking care to cover the entire surface; then, every now and then I clean everything with absorbent paper, changing one cloth with a new one because the other is soaked in dirt and detergent. Gathering shopping carts is also an important factor in my job. Before I go out I have to put on the huge neon yellow safety vest which contains a horrible stench. Then I have to take the long black rope out with me which has a hook at each end. I tie the first hook to the first cart in the row, pull the rope until it reaches the last cart and hook them all together. I pull the remaining string so that it joins the carts forming a rolling arc of shopping carts. I struggle to push them up a steep hill and into the lobby. They enter a long line of identical shopping carts. There are blue wagons and gray wagons; the blue carts are much smaller and more square in shape, while the gray ones are larger and rectangular, and I have to push each one into the right place. The last aspect of my job is office work. At the end of the evening I have to close all the tills in the entire store and count the money. I sit in a small, closed, warm room until I have counted the money in each till. I have to individually carry each heavy crate to the office door and unlock it while still holding the crate..