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 The manager had gotten pissed at me yesterday because she had somewhere to go and I didn't come in at my usual time. Then Mrs. Late Guy came in, a little late, and she found out that I was off. It's OK, I never know what days I'm going to work.  Speaking of which the Boss called, he said that the Downtown Manager had to go to court next Monday and he needed to know what my day off was. I told him I was normally off on Tuesday but just working today since Mrs. Late Guy needed the day off. He was thinking I could cover Downtown and she could work the afternoon. I told him I hated working Downtown so now he's thinking she could cover Downtown and I'd work my normal shift, but I don't know what the final decision is going to be, I hope they tell someone before Tuesday.  So, there was a little plastic Jesus sitting on the place where we keep credit cards when people are filling up, then it disappeared. Then I found it and put it back. Then another Jesus showed up. A...

 I've come to the conclusion that the New Guy isn't being properly trained. Yesterday he left a dollar in quarters in the drawer so I had to drop a roll from the safe right away. Today, he left a $100 bill, which I had to cash out for small bills right away. Also every night when he comes in one of the other people are doing the cigarette count. He's not going to know anything, let's hope he doesn't have to work alone. Honestly, he needs to have to do everything the first week. This is a pending disaster and I hope I don't have to deal with it. I was trying to tell a customer where the lids for the cold cups were, simple instructions. I told him three time while pointing and he didn't listen to a word I said. I finally stormed over and pointed "there they are". Listen, look, pay attention. Those round plastic things next to the cups, yes, they are "lids" At the first of the shift I have to do the cigarette count, all the loose packs of sm...

 Tut Tut, it looks like rain, so I took the truck instead of my Bad Hawg. I would have taken the Jeep but the Unstable Guy has been coming around and I know he's pissed about not getting a jump start the other day.  I walk in to work and some guy blocks my way behind the counter so he can get ice, which he takes a long time getting. I'm standing there, waiting to step being the counter and clock in so I can go to work. Finally he gets done...and another asshole cuts in front of me to get ice. When he gets out of the way I mumble, but loudly enough for him to hear, about what an asshole he is for that crap. He had to rush so that he could be waited on by Mrs. Late Guy before I got in my drawer open.  The Coke bib, the plastic bag that holds they syrup, ran out. And naturally I got a mob of customers and they all headed to the soda machine. Sorry, nothing I can do until the place clears out. That's the joy of having to work a two person job by myself. A woman was looking fo...

When I went to work at the Haunted Station I started selling lottery. For years I've heard stories from people who "won big" but I always wondered how much they spent to get that big win? So I figured I would do an experiment, buy one ticket a week and keep track of the amount I spent versus how much I won. The thing was going fine but then I started buying tickets because the numbers looked right, or someone had just bought a bunch of one game and it was due to hit. There was also a guy who came in, told me what he wanted, I repeated it back to him and when I printed them out he told me they were wrong and I had to redo them, and pay for the tickets. So I figured I would start the experiment over in January, then I got sent back to the Truck Stop. This was a good thing because I wasn't tempted to buy more tickets than just once a week, on Friday I would drop by the Haunted Station and buy a single ticket. However the Late Guy has been annoying me lately, he keeps bra...

The Manager was caught off guard when I walked in, she had been busy with the delivery truck all morning and didn't realize what time it was, she was happy to see me and go home. She told me the Dyslexic Woman, who is working the morning shift at the Haunted Station, freaked out that the Late Guy had put in a large order for DEF and she didn't know where she was suppose to store it. Ummm...in the back, in that big empty space that use to be a restaurant. The miscommunication going on over there is getting comical. When I left the night before water was pouring out of the cappuccino machine. I had turned the water and the machine power off and then went home. When I went in today they had the one flavor marked out of order and the rest of the machine was operational. I don't know what they did, I don't want to know what they did. The more you know, the more you are expected to do. I've been seeing a car in the vacant lot next door. Yep, some guy and his dog are livin...

 It's suppose to be a nice day so I'm firing up my Bad Hawg and riding to work. Both to save on gas and because I told the Unstable Guy I couldn't give him a jump start and it wasn't my car parked out back. If he comes by today he'll see me at work and no car and think I wasn't lying to him, and again, when the cheese slips off the cracker he'll go down to the Conoco to go nuts instead of coming to the Truck Stop. Always think in advance. I looked across the street and there was a strange car over there. Turns out it was the new trainee. He's a friend of the Late Guy so they are having him learn the register over there, and then we'll have to retrain him over here, well I won't have to since he'll be going on the Graveyard Shift. The Crazy Lady can teach him all the wrong stuff. Since there has only been one person on each shift I managed to get the same drawer I had the night which meant I didn't have to count it in. However halfway thro...