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 For the past month I've been getting up early and taking a walk to the Haunted Station to buy my weekly lottery ticket as part of my experiment. However I worked the Down Town Station on Monday and bought a ticket there instead. So today I stayed in bed a little longer than usual. I doubt they'll care. When I got to work I discovered that I had forgotten my iPad. The Manager doesn't have a phone, she doesn't believe in 21st century technology and refuses to carry one. The Big Boss wants a tank report every afternoon so we text him a photo and I do it from my iPad. However I have my phone so I used that instead. Problem solved. The ice machine hasn't been working and it completely stopped last night. The Manager has a call in to The Guy but there's no telling when he'll show up. When I checked there was enough to scrape out four buckets for the soda machines but nothing else. I think the machine likes me. Anyhow I didn't do any bagged ice and told people...

 Back to...normal. When I got to the Truck Stop the Manager was saying she was eager to go home. She had been busy all day and several suppliers had shown up so she also had to deal with all that. The Graveyard Shift Guy had left $3 in pennies in the drawer and she didn't have to use them. I offered to buy a dollar's worth but she said she already had her drawer slip written out. I know she was intentionally leaving them for the Crazy Lady. A family in a rental moving truck had broken down. A tow truck showed up hauling a new truck and then he had to wait while they transferred all their stuff from the one truck to the other. It took a lot longer than you'd think, I guess they wanted the stuff that had been packed first in the one truck to be packed first in the new truck so they had to get everything out and reorganize it. I got the feeling the tow truck driver was not happy about having to wait for them to finish up so he could tow the broken down one back to the main hub...

 I woke up to a Ping on my iPad. I figured it was the Late Guy asking me to show up at the Haunted Station to help him with the pump hose. He has asked me and the Weekend Guy to come help last week but had gotten the wrong hose, it was one for a high volume diesel pump not a regular gas pump. I considered ignoring it and saying I didn't see it until I was heading out the door for work, but I went ahead and checked. It was the Boss asking me to cover the afternoon shift Downtown. That's gonna suck and be good at the same time because I don't have to put up with the moody crowd at the Truck Stop. I had to find out what my drawer number is for there. I did my shift opening paperwork and then the Downtown Manager decided to double check my cigarette count numbers. She changed a few, which would have been fine, but at the end of the night none of my numbers matched up with my sales, and since she had scratched out and written over my numbers I didn't know what the original o...

 Yesterday the Weekend Guy called me to tell me I had gotten a letter from the Justice Department, it had been delivered to the West Side Station. When I worked there I was robbed at gunpoint. Thanks to a series of coincidences the guy was arrested within 24 hours after a shootout with the State Police. He was wanted in several states so they shipped him off to Oklahoma on several federal warrants and locked him up. Every now and the the Justice Department sends me updates. This letter was a case number I can check on their web site to see whats' going on with him, I'm not to worried because he won't be getting out on his current arrests for another 14 years and after that he will be transferred to Colorado to serve his time there. That guy won't be getting out ever.  The weather was going to be nice so I was going to take the Bad Hawg to work however the power cord from the engine to the motor kept coming detached. I don't know what's going on there but I'm...

 The Part Time Woman works at the Truck Stop on Saturday morning and every week it's the same thing, the restrooms need attention, the trash cans are overflowing and so forth. Today the women's room trash can was in the hall and the small cans next to the toilets were overflowing. The trash can in the mens room was under the hand dryer and had anyone used it the blast of air would have blown the garbage all over the floor. It doesn't happen the rest of the week, sure one or two things may need done but not all of them. I'm willing to bet the Part Time Woman tells Mrs. Late Guy she's going to check and then doesn't do any of it. I'd be happy if they came up with a good excuse to fire her. Also if the Random Woman takes next weekend off the Part Time Woman will be covering over there, fingers crossed. I got a call from the Weekend Guy, the mailman dropped off a letter for me from the Justice Department. I told him I would drop by on Sunday morning and pick it ...

 I've been doing a lottery experiment, once a week I buy a scratch ticket then I keep track of how much I spent versus how much I won. I'm down fifty bucks by the way. Anyhow I was dropping by the Haunted Station on Friday to buy one but the Late Guy, who is the manger over there now, has been bugging me when he boasts and brags about what a great job he does, so I go on Thursday morning when the Weekend Guy is there. Plus this Friday I have a big package showing up and I have to be home when it arrives. Anyhow I went and bought my ticket this morning, and I lost again. The Weekend Guy is pissed at the Dyslexic Woman because she called him and asked him to go to work early yesterday. It seems her daughter's boyfriend is abusing her and the Dyslexic Woman had to take her to the hospital yesterday, what a mess.  The back room at the Haunted Station is a mess. There is all kinds of new equipment being stored for their future restaurant, but that's not what I was looking at...