I finally got 7 mins to rest(hardest day of the week), and was standing near milk products, waiting untill workers sort it on shelf, so i can get it into storage. And some old woman asked me:
— Oh dear, can you tell me, how old are you?
— 15.
— How do you work? What is your timetable?
— 8 to 18. What about it?
— Oh, I just ask for my daughter. Is it hard to sort items on the shelf?
— Oh no, Ixm a loader/transporter...
You should have seen her face. She thought I was a sorter
. It really made my day
— Oh dear, can you tell me, how old are you?
— 15.
— How do you work? What is your timetable?
— 8 to 18. What about it?
— Oh, I just ask for my daughter. Is it hard to sort items on the shelf?
— Oh no, Ixm a loader/transporter...
You should have seen her face. She thought I was a sorter