Right; maybe I should have said "makes it possible to do the job" when trying to align financial reality with ghetto ignorance and lack of polite culture.
Today I was in the shop, and it was a weird day (as all days in the shop are). During the morning, people were polite and intelligent and simply did their transactions; and during the afternoon, there were three separate incidents with older women who had left their jewelry in pawn for too long and lost it.
When people put things into pawn, they have 5 months to retrieve it. At the time they pawn, they're given a ticket which lists the price after 1 month, 2 months, 3 months and 4 months. At the 4 month mark, they are sent a registered letter, which tells them their stuff is due and they are being given 30 days of grace period to come get their stuff. All this is explained to them when they put their items in.
But people lose things all the time anyway, because they are ghetto ignorant and simply don't have the tools in their personal tool chest to manage their shit.
And so they come in, one day late, and they are denied their stuff, and it is at that point that there is a good chance they will go apeshit. This is particularly true of older ghetto women. For some reason, they are deeply endeared to the jewelry items that they put up for a $30 loan, left in our care for five months of their miserable lives, and failed to keep track of.
This only generally happens about once a week, but today it happened three times; so I had a lot of compassion for new guy Steve, who works the main window and is only just now finding that he has to figure out a way to deal with this, emotionally.
The first woman just tore him a new asshole for ten minutes, complete with obscenities and whatnot. He kind of just had to deal with it, because she had a second item still in pawn that she was figuring out what to do with. Her first item was past due by two days; her second item had two weeks left on it. So she renewed the loan, then got so angry that she wanted to get her second item out, but didn't have enough money for it.
But then it turned out she was 75 cents short the money to take that second item out, which led to another retarded argument over why that 75 cents should be magically granted, until some gentleman customer in the store gave her the 75 cents and she found a way to move on.
I've mentioned this lie before, but when someone's stuff is late, we lie about it; we tell them that it's gone, that overdue stuff is taken out of the shop the night after it comes due. If this woman knew that her item was still locked in the safe, she would still be there tonight, yelling at the empty storefront.
The lie becomes necessary for self-preservation. In polite culture she would acknowledge her role in her reality; accept that she had mismanaged the situation; and never take it out on the nearest employee, because that's bad behavior. In polite culture she would be given the complete explanation. In polite culture, if a woman goes apeshit,
she is taped and put up on YouTube and Vine for all to see and mock. In the ghetto, it's just another childish emotional day.