As The Station Turn 5/27

 Wednesday is supply truck day and thanks to the management not hiring new people the Manager is working alone, she has to put everything away and wait on customers. When I came in she was mostly done but the outside trashes needed to be dumped so as soon as the place had cleared out I ran out to do it so she wouldn't get stuck with it. I told her in the future to not worry about it, I would get it done within the next 8 hours. She was stuck at the station for the next hour and a half redoing prices in the register and straightening out the walk in cooler. They could hire two new people so this didn't happen but, who am I to tell the management how to run their business. Also the Manager is planning on quitting soon but I don't think the Boss knows that. 

When I worked across the street I cut some barcodes off the boxes of the DEF because they are a pain to scan at the register. However at the Truck Stop they have a sheet of barcodes for that, but they are old, worn out, and you can't read the hand written notes to tell you what the codes are for, and my cut out ones don't work. So, the Manager had the inventory page open and she was in the cooler so I added my cut out barcodes to the computer and now I can scan off them instead of trying to search out the right one on the crapy sheet. Score for me.

A guy asked how big our bags of ice are. I replied "8 pounds" and then did the hand gesture to give an idea of how tall they are. He said "I want to know how much they weigh", so I once again said "8 pounds". I hate when people ask a question, don't listen to the answer and then you have to give them the exact same answer a second time. The guy almost overpaid me and I would have been tempted to keep the extra money, I wouldn't do it, but I would have been tempted. 

Some people pulled into the pump and then sat out there for 45 minutes, not getting gas, not buying anything, just sitting at the pump. They eventually came in and paid for gas and then the kid was looking around for a snack while dad sat outside impatiently honking on the horn wanting him to hurry up. Dude, you've been here for 45 minutes, why didn't you send the kid in during that time? People make zero sense to me. 

A truck pulled onto the lot with a cool older customized Chevy on a trailer. I wanted to get a photo of it but just then the first actual swarm of the day showed up, parked between me and the car blocking my chance of getting a photo unless I went all the way around to the other side of the pumps and of course everyone had to come up to the register so I was stuck behind the counter. The guy left, and so did everyone else and the place went back to being dead. They know, they know and they wait.

A guy came in and the chip reader wasn't working with his card so I said "Hold it on the screen". He asks "on the side?" and I said "No, on the screen" so he goes to shove his card back in the chip reader so I said "Hold-Your-Card-On-The-Screen" while pointing directly at the screen. I hate when I have to repeat things.

It was towards the end of the night and I wanted to do the trash but one car pulled onto the lot, the guy got out, stared into space, then pumped his gas. And then he and the other guy he was with got into a very intense discussion. I was thinking, "you're traveling together, can't you talk while you drive?" I figured they weren't coming in so I decided to go back to doing the trash and that's when the second car pulled onto the lot, they sat outside then came in to piss and left, didn't even buy anything. And then I went and did the trash. 

A guy asked about getting beer as he was heading to the restroom. I never got a chance to answer him and he left without knowing where to go to get beer. 

A woman came in and was pretty shook up, she told me they had just had an accident and she needed to know where the restroom was since she was about to have another one. There didn't look like there was any actual damage and she said the car was scratched up. I'm guessing that they weren't paying attention and probably drove off the road.

I forgot it was Wednesday so I was surprised when Stinky showed up. He did his usual of wandering around before clocking in and slowly counting in his drawer. When the Crazy Lady showed up she wasn't talking, the manager told me that she had been bitching about the Graveyard Shift Guy during the morning shift change. I'm not looking forward to seeing her tonight because her crappy moods usually last for a coupe of weeks. Wouldn't it be nice if Stinky shows up early, actually gets into his drawer and I can clock out and go home before she shows up. Oh well, I guess we'll see.