Big box pet store not ending in “co” was one of the worst jobs ever. The manager was fully fucking convinced she was some sort of veterinary prodigy despite not working at the in house vet at all. Would cut the tails off our lizards and such in the name of animal care without taking them to the vet in the same building. Worst conditions for the animals. I lasted like 3 months there.
Anyway, and this might be outdated info, they had coupons that where store coupons, so the barcode was the same for each coupon printed and was reusable since it wasn’t an individual barcode per coupon. I used to pocket these when people brought them through my register and use them on other peoples products if they let me set up a phone number account. There where really good ones on food. Like 10 dollars off at a time.
On the last week before I walked off, there was a coupon for the expensive as fuck in house prescription food. I’m talking like 2.99 a serving for cat food. 10 dollars off your purchase of prescription food, no stated minimum and one per transaction.
A little old guy came in and asked how many cans he could get for 30 dollars since he and his wife didn’t get paid for awhile and their cat needed prescription chow. Instead of the ~9 cans after tax he could afford, I kept swiping the coupon in new transactions of four cans so he could walk out with ~60 cans. He cried when I walked them out to his car.
We where told to give the coupons to the managers at the end of the night, but they would always just toss the store ones away without counting them so I kept that one until I walked out and probably took at least 1k that week off of prescription food for everyone willing to hop to the back of the line for multiple transactions.