The day started in a way I hate, the morning shift had hauled all the floor mats outside and hung them on the handicap railing, and of course they aren't going to haul them back in. So I have to do it in between customers. I should mention that I'm working solo these days. Seriously, when you finish cleaning the floor, haul the mats back inside. They even do it on extremely windy days and there have been times I had to chase them down in the parking lot. I didn't miss that when I was across the street at the Haunted Station.
I went outside to check the trash and one can didn't have a bag in it! They pulled the bag, tossed it and didn't replace it. I mean seriously, bring one with you and replace it right away otherwise people are going to start filling it up. Also there were paper towels all over the restroom floors. It's like nobody ever figured out how toss them in the actual trash can, that is right there. Plus they were soaking wet. Someone took a paper towel, drenched it and then threw it on the floor. Why?
The ice cream freezer was empty but the guy showed up and took care of it. However the Manager didn't put the barcode for the new flavor in the register. And of course, every customer who came in wanted that one, not any other kind, just that one. I sold 6 or 7 in the first hour and had to manually enter it each time. When I was across the street at the Haunted Station I could take care of it but over here I'm just a regular peon and hopefully someone took care of it so when I go in on Sunday I won't have to deal with that all day.
A woman came in, and got the ice cream that wasn't priced. I decided to be nice and charge her the retail price rather than the jacked up price the Manager puts them at. But the woman started bitching about the price of gas so she paid the Truck Stop prices. Want me to be nice? Be nice.
A guy came in and wanted a receipt so I asked him which pump he was on, he said "The one out there" pointing in general. There were four cars on the lot so I printed one for the direction he was pointing to. Later I saw him go out and get in a different car, so he got the wrong receipt. If he calculates his milage off the gallons he's going to be impressed. And, ever since the 1972 gas crisis stations have had numbers on the pumps. That is 54 years. You'd think people would have learned by now, read the pump number before you come inside!
Some guy came in and got coffee and I was sort of watching him. I calculated that he dumped 10 packets of sugar in the cup. If you do the math that comes to 1% sugar in his cup. Hello diabetes.
I hit a slow spot in the day so I figured I would do a quick check on the walk in cooler. I ran outside to my car, grabbed my jacket and here came the swarm. They hung around for about an hour. The good part was I looked across the street and they were being swarmed too so it wasn't just me. If they would have a second person on shift then I could plan to do a lot of stuff and we'd always be busy.
So Friday I had dropped by the Haunted Station to see how things were going. Earlier, before I got transferred I had put an order in for styrofoam coolers but there were none in the building, along with several other things I had ordered. On Thursday I had straightened out the coolers at the Truck Stop, they were all just tossed on to one of the coolers. When I went in today I noticed they were all gone and I had a clue as to what happened. Later when the Boss dropped by I asked him if he had taken them and he said yes, there is a fishing tournament going on in a town where they have another station and are selling out, so he took everything here. Why can't that other station plan in advance? But I'm not doing ordering anymore so I don't care.
I looked out back and there were a couple of people behind the dumpsters. I wondered what they were doing, and I didn't want to know at the same time. They came in the building, but they walked all the way around to the front door. When they left they went out the front door and walked all the way around the building again. Did they not see the back door? I mean it's not hidden.
The Part Time Woman was working across the street since the Random Woman had a thing on Saturday. I was watching to see what kind of stuff she did during her shift. She took a bag of trash out to the dumpster, and it was perhaps an 1/8th full. The thing was pretty much empty. What a waste of a bag.
About halfway through the day I got a call from Mrs. Late Guy. It turns out she has to do something on Sunday and so I have to go in an hour early. I don't have any plans and it's an hour of overtime and she let me know well in advance so I don't mind. Plus it's slow so I won't be crazy busy.
When I was at the Haunted Station on Friday I grabbed a bottle of spray cleaner because there is nothing at the Truck Stop. I figured if I left it out it would be gone the next day. So there is a high shelf in the office that is packed with old electronic crap that could be thrown away I got out the ladder and found a space on the top shelf where I could put the bottle, put stuff in front of it and nobody else will see it. Seems like a lot of work just to clean the restroom but there you are. Also I'm still in the habit of working at the Haunted Station so every time I leave the office I check to make sure I have my key, since the office door at the Haunted Station automatically locks behind you.
Frankie The Cop came by, he's trying to quit smoking but was having a massive craving so he was going to bum one off the Late Guy. I told him everything that had been going on, he wasn't surprised they fired the Doofus. I was going to ask if they were watching for the Doofus to bust him for drunk driving, again but I'm not going to get into that. We chatted about the joys of being in a management position and then he had to go.
I had to put paper towels in the ladies room but it's a new dispenser that I had never dealt with before. First I had to figure out how to open it, it just has a push down release, then I had to figure out how the towels go in the machine. They feed over the top, under the first roller, back across the second roller and then under another set of rollers to be cut off. Some engineer really really went nuts with that one.
So I took my hidden bottle of cleaner and did the restrooms. I got them cleaned up nice and all I had left was to dump the trash, and that's when the family with all the small children came in and headed straight to the restroom. They stuck around for an hour, plus the swarm that followed them. When they all left I was glad that I hadn't dumped the trash because now they were full of diapers and piss soaked shorts and a lot of soaking wet paper towels, plus the ones they threw all over the floor. So I got to clean all that up for a second time. btw, I was busy enough in the last hour that I didn't dump the outside trash, the graveyard shift can take care of that.
Stinky showed up and after he did his shopping, because he knows they are watching him now, he started to slowly count in his drawer. As I was waiting the cops came flying up, stopped in the street in front of the station, got out of their cars and were looking at something, or someone. I could't tell because someone pulling a trailer had parked at first pump and was blocking my view. They didn't stick around long so I never found out what was going on.
The day before when I left I noticed the Part Time Woman was still across the street even though she can close a little early and leave by 10. I wanted to look again today but someone was blocking the west side exit and I had to pull around to the east side one and it wasn't until I got home that I realized I never looked. But the good news was that I had turned on my outside light so I could see the door knob and the key hole. I forgot the day before and had to dig out my flashlight.
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