As The Station Turns 5/23
Back to the Truck Stop. Today was another holiday weekend mob scene. And I swear they were all out to piss me off. I had to get a tank reading and a group decided that they had to stand right where I was walking. This is the middle of the road, that over there is not the middle of the road, why not go stand over there to have your personal conversation instead of The Middle Of The Road. Then, and I'm not trying to be mean here but who tries to buy rolling papers with an EBT card? The guy trying to buy rolling papers with an EBT card started bitching about the price increase. Here's an idea pal, Get A Job! And trust me, I know the guy, he's just a slug, no health problems, no mental problems, just a mooch. EBT are for people who need help, not sponges. The next person dumped all their stuff at the register and then decided they needed something else and wandered off leaving it all there. If you're coming to the register on a busy day, be ready to pay. Then a guy was just going to walk off without signing the credit slip, I made him come back. And all that in the first half hour.
Every day new packages arrive for Skippy, and he leaves them there. Thanks to the owners adding new stuff all the time counter space is already at a premium and now with all this crap there is that much less. Plus it looks horrible.
Some guy couldn't get his card to work at the pump so he comes in to find his wife and makes sure I hear that he's going across the street. Jokes on you pal, across the street is owned by the same guys and their pumps are working like crap. Enjoy.
The Crazy Lady came in to get a bag of ice, must be having a Memorial Day thing. She shows me a photo of the tornado she took a picture of, it was just the edge of a cloud. I just said it was a cool photo.
I had a good laugh today, a regular came in. I know the guy from the station but not in real life so I don't know how he feels personally about issues and I never inquire. Well, he came in today and was wearing a new hat, with 8647 on it. I wouldn't expect that from him. I do know this, he isn't the kind of guy you want to cross.
Normally I dump the trash at the end of the night, today I had to do my first trash run after two hours on the shift. And yes, I had to do it later in the day too. I think people save up all their trash from Dallas to here just to stuff in our cans.
The next story is disgusting so I'm putting it at the bottom, you may not want to read it.
Someone called, they started telling me all about their car problems. And? I told them we were just a gas station, we didn't do auto service or towing, just a gas station. Honestly world, it's called Google, you type in "Tow Service" and it gives you phone numbers. Plus I was busy, I didn't have time for phone nonsense.
A very attractive woman came in, and there was so perv who kept leering at her, not trying to do the side eye, not trying to watch her reflection in the window, openly staring at her. Creeped me out too. I felt like apologizing to her on behalf of not creepy guys everywhere.
The good thing about Saturdays is there is a period between dinner time and when I turn on the canopy lights when business drops off. Since it's a holiday weekend I figured I should take advantage of that and rushed to do the second trash run, clean the restrooms and do the ice, after I washed my hands of course. It got really cloudy so they turned on the light across the street but I left mine off for an extra half hour just to piss them off. btw, normally the Random Woman works today but instead the Part Time Woman was over there. I seriously wonder what is happening these days.
A guy came in and we were out of his brand of chew. He was cursing as he left. Don't care pal, start your own tobacco shop and then you can always make sure you have everything in stock.
Just before shift change Skippy showed up, again. He's been doing that on a regular basis and I have no idea why. Anyhow I was busy so he sat outside in his car, and then left. I still don't know why
Also some good news, Mrs. Late Guy has to go to a meeting, her kid is going on a school trip and they are trying to get the details and money stuff all taken care of. Normally they hold the meetings on a Monday but it's a holiday weekend so they rescheduled for Tuesday. These days Tuesday is one of my day's off, for some stupid reason my other day off is Friday. Anyhow since she needs Tuesday off she wants to change shifts, she'll cover Monday and I get the day off. And remember, it's Memorial Day, I don't have to deal with the mob of angry tourists. Score for me.
And now the gross story, you were warned.
Some people brought in an older lady and took her to the restroom. She was in there a long time, while the place was busy, and women were mumbling. After about a half hour she came out and I didn't want to go in there but I had to, and it was as bad as I expected. There was poop all over the toilet, for some reason the small trash can next to the toilet had been packed with poop covered toilet paper. And, there was poop all over the floor. So I quickly scrubbed down the toilet, dumped the trash and then mopped the floor, I had to double rinse the mop because it was quite the stink. I wasn't mad at the woman, I'm pretty sure she is mid level Alzheimer's and probably having digestive problems. When truck drivers do it I get pissed off but not the elderly. Anyhow I got the place cleaned up and a woman came in. She asked me if I ever felt like puking but couldn't, please don't puke all over my freshly cleaned restroom thank you very much.
Gross story over
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