As The Station Turns 5/26

I forgot to mention this yesterday but the Late Guy told me another film production company came around to take shots of the Haunted Station. They are looking for spots to shoot a horror movie and liked the creepy vibe of the place. Gee, I wonder why....

Today started in a way I hate, the floor mats were hanging outside on he handicap rails, and it was raining so they were all wet. Plus everyone who came in had wet and muddy shoes, that they would have wiped on the mats but instead they tracked up the floor. So I had to wait for the rain to stop, mop the floor and haul them in. I hate that.

A guy pulled forward, but hadn't taken the nozzle out of his tank, and pulled it off the pump. Mrs. Late Guy went out to reconnect it and since it wasn't busy I figured I might as well learn how. So, now I know that even though I don't want to because every time you learn something the bosses think you should know even more, so they can do even less. 

Yesterday I got the day off because Mrs Late Guy needed tonight off to go to a school meeting so she worked the afternoon shift yesterday and I figured she would take today off, but instead she worked a split shift and was hanging around for the first three hours of my shift. This meant I couldn't go do my usual stuff. Plus the local DJ was on a religious kick today for some odd reason so I had to wait until she left the room to change the station. And it was dead for those three hours so I was stuck at the register with nothing to do. And of course when she clocked out I got busy. 

Some guy was trying to tap his card at the pump, even though they don't have a tap feature. Then his card wouldn't work at all. He came in and I was about to do my usual routine of "the pump rejected your card but we can try a prepay" but Mrs Late Guy decided to jump in on the conversation, convinced the guy to go out and try his card again, even though it's not working at the pumps, and then she wandered off so when he came back in he was in a really bad mood and I had to smooth things over, which I wouldn't have had to do if she had just butted out in the first place. This is one of the reasons I'm glad the Doofus is gone because he felt he had to jump in on every conversation and it just made things worse. Honestly, if you work at a place and someone is handling the situation, leave it alone.

A guy came in and handed me a wad of bills. He wanted $70 but he thought he had handed me $40 and went out to get more cash. When I counted it he had given me $75, I think he counted the $10's as $5's. Anyhow I gave him his extra $5 back and he was happy. Good Karma.

A van load of pissers came in. They didn't buy anything, just blocked the pumps and used the restroom. And then two of their kids came up and asked if the suckers were free. Sorry, this isn't the bank and everything costs money. Plus you didn't buy anything anyhow. Free in trump's America, yeah.

The day was finally coming to the end so I figured I would run out and do the trashes again. I got to the door when some pissers showed up. They sat outside playing on their phones, they came in and spent extra time in the restroom. They slowly wandered around the store, They finally started pumping gas but sat out in their car with the nozzle in their tank. They finally left, I got to the door with the trash bag and, here came the next one. They circled the lot several times and then pulled into the pump with the bad reader, so I had to wait for them. The woman finally pumped and then came in to talk about the rain, I didn't care I wanted to go to do the trash. She then told me about the long trip she was on and asked if she could park in the vacant lot next door to get some sleep, I told her to pull around back by the storage shed because that was better lit and safer. And then I finally got the trash done. 

Two women were standing at the register. One of them said that she had "put it on backwards and now everything was wet". My mind when to a variety of places and I didn't want to go check the restroom just in case. Also I had to pretend I wasn't listening to them even though they were standing right in front of me.

A woman came out of the restroom and she was showing a lot more cleavage than when she had come in. I wondered what happened to the sweatshirt she had been wearing when she came in.

A guy complained because he had to pay for coffee. Welcome to trump's America. 

The clock was clicking down and I was doing the usual, wondering if anyone from the Graveyard Shift was coming in. But they showed up, a little late. And then the Graveyard Shift took forever to clock in, the facial recognition software does not like his face. 

And then I got to go home.