The first thing I discovered when I got to work was the drain on the Coke machine had clogged up and the ice melting down from the hopper was filling it up. I had to bail it out every hour. I figured I would be evil and not tell the Graveyard Shift, instead I would get it all dried out just before I left, that didn't work out. (to be continued at closing time)
The company we get our bulk supples from have started something new and they have an inspector come around to check the stores, to see if the prices are right and is there any outdated stock. The Manager hates her. She was doing her thing and it worked out for me because I got some outdated pretzels and trail mix. Thankfully the woman finished up and left before I was fully into my drawer so I didn't have to deal with her.
They told me a pump tech was suppose to show up and do a pressure test. It meant my pumps were going to be shut down for an hour or two, oh no, I'm going to get paid to not have to deal with customers? Terrible! Anyhow he never showed up.
I got a text from the Late Guy, the lottery had a game that ended and he had to pull the tickets but he didn't know what to do next. I had told him before but you know how that goes. I told him to take them out of the case, put them away and when the lottery guys shows up he'll pick them up and credit the unsold ones back to the station. I told him to let the other people on the shifts, especially on his day off, to know where the old tickets were in case the guy showed up while he was off. I hope he listened to that.
On Monday Mrs. Late Guy works a split shift from 10 AM to 6 PM. While they were doing the shift change the Manager was teaching her how to contact the fleet card companies to let them know about price changes. Yep, Mrs. Late Guy is being trained to be the new Manager.
A guy pulled into the diesel pump and then left and drove across the street. The price is the same over there btw. I was laughing because they have a problem with their sump pump and the diesel is running really slow. The guy was there for a while. If he had used our pumps he could have gotten back on the road right away.
For the first four hours, while Mrs. Late Guy was there, the place was dead. We were sitting around bored and kept finding little things to do, I even went out and swept up random bits of trash from around the pumps and on the back side of the building. As soon as she left, busy. I was going to do one quick thing and got hit with a full string of tag teamers, where the heck were they earlier?
A guy from Australia came in, he was driving from Florida to Pueblo Colorado. What a strange place to end a cross country trek. Perhaps he was just stopping there overnight but it's not exactly a tourist destination.
Someone came in and made a huge mess in the restroom. They got most of it in the toilet, or on the toilet. I was trying to rush and got the toilet cleaned and here came a swarm. I discovered that the mens room was out of paper towels so that was the second thing between waves, then the sink and finally the floor. However I also had to take a break because the Storyteller came in and didn't get a chance to say anything the day before due to the crowd. So I listened to the story of his broken down car again and something else and then I ran to mop up the floor. I had to double rinse the mop because there was a bit of a stink. And then some other guy came in and was in their way too long but he didn't make a mess.
Just before the end of the night the register decided to crash. I had to do the whole turn it off and turn it on again and then wait for it to reload. Thankfully I didn't have any customers at that time so it wasn't a complete disaster.
After the restroom, after the register, after a bunch of slow motion customers while I was trying to get things done I got a guy paying with a stack of ones. Instead of handing me the bills he counted through them. Then he counted them down on the counter, and then he spread them out all over the counter. I finally got pissed and grabbed them in a big wad and counted them and prepaid his pump. I think there are people who just don't want to spend money so they take as long as possible. Just Hand Me The Money!
The Graveyard Shift Guy came in and opened his drawer. He said it looked like he was working alone, I didn't know because nobody told me anything. And if I don't know I'm not going to stick around and have the excuse "I though the Crazy Lady was just running late". My plan had been to not tell them about the Coke machine drain but I couldn't do that to just him, so I let him know to keep an eye on it, and then rushed out before the phone rang.
5/5
I had to make a Walmart run so I headed over the mountain. The price of fuel over there was 30¢ a gallon higher then over here so as soon as I got back I headed to the Downtown Station. They are having the same problem as the Haunted Station, the card readers are down and they are having to use the backup inside scanner, so I paid cash. She told me someone said they had been to a place where it had already hit $4.75 a gallon. Goodbye summer travelers.
I stopped by the Haunted Station and the Late Guy was angry at the Random Woman. I got use to her but she's driving him crazy. Sometimes she dumps the trash, sometimes she doesn't. Sometimes she cleans the coffee pot, sometimes she doesn't. Sometimes she mops the floor, and so on. He's going to have a word with her, this won't end well.
Also he told me the Crazy Woman didn't show up last night at all. I kind of knew that was going to be the outcome. I wonder how all this will play out. As long as I don't have to deal with it I'll be fine. I guess I'll find out on Wednesday. Also I don't want to go to the Graveyard Shift so if they mention it I'm going to give them a flat no, I've worked there long enough I shouldn't have to do it again.
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