As The Station Turns 7/11

It was a normal Saturday, the place was swarming with tourists and the Part Time Woman hadn't closed her drawer before I got there so I could count it in and go to work. When I finally did count it she was $4 off, she had shorted me a dollar bill but hadn't counted one of the two rolls of dimes she left in the drawer, there is no need to leave that many dimes by the way.

Mrs. Late Guy was telling me about a restroom disaster, someone had plugged up the men's room toilet and then every customer that came in after kept flushing it, until it overflowed and flooded the place. Thankfully there is a floor drain but they still had to unclog the toilet and mop the floor, all in between crowds of pissers. Thankfully I didn't have any problems for the rest of the day, but I did keep an eye on it.

I noticed a new seat on the men's room toilet. I bet there's a story there but nobody said anything. Maybe I'll ask later.

My first customers was a swarm of Scouts, four vans and a bunch of very loud kids. But they were all well behaved, spent a lot of money and I even chatted with a couple of the Scout Leaders. They were on their way to a camp so the kids were all still wound up. They are a lot quieter on the way back.

A family came in and ran all over the store. The kids kept grabbing stuff off the shelves and dropping it elsewhere. I knew that when they left I was going to have to go around and find everything and put it back in the proper place.

Two kids picked out souvenir keychains, however when they got to the register the older brother pointed out that the younger brother had picked out a flask one. It's a real flask just in miniature form and with a New Mexico logo on it. Mom figured that wasn't an appropriate souvenir for a kid so he went to pick out something else. He came back with a Bigfoot bottle opener. Mom figured that would be OK. Also I have no idea why the souvenir supplier keeps bringing us Bigfoot stuff, the creature isn't associated with New Mexico, we need more alien stuff.

Pump #5 is acting up. it will authorize a card but then not let the people pump, the contact button must be wearing out. I got tired of dealing with it so I figured I would bag it out of order for the day and then pull the bag off at the end of my shift (guess what I forgot to do when I went home) Pump #12 decided to not read cards at all so I put a note on it to pay inside, I didn't take that one off but I will on Monday when I leave, nobody will notice the note so I won't get told off for that.

When you're at a gas station guess where you shouldn't park? The answer is "right in front of the pumps". There is plenty of parking around the lot that is out of the way. I had hoped some hothead had come in to the pump and told the people off for blocking the road.



Every day I take a photo from the same spot and post it on Instagram. There was a semi coming down the road with a huge bulldozer on it, with two escort vehicles. It would be the perfect item in the background of my photo, however they stopped in the middle of the street to make sure the truck was ready to go over the mountain pass. As they were sitting there a truck came in pulling a trailer and parked in the middle of where I take my photo. I was waiting but I knew they would still be there when the semi finally pulled out. Thankfully they left, and then the next car rolled in, again right in the middle of where I take the photo. Mom came in to use the restroom, dad slowly pumped then he came in to use the restroom. They were finally getting into the car when the semi fired up. And then mom pulled the baby out of the back seat to change the kid's diaper. The semi pulled out and hopped onto the interstate and disappeared. Just as the semi passed out of view mom rushed around, buckled the kid in and they took off like they were late for something. In the end I took a sunset photo instead.

A guy came in and complained that the restroom was out of soap so I gave him the dish soap bottle behind the counter. I don't use it, I bring my own because the stuff behind the counter stinks, so I don't care that it was in the restroom. When I went to check the dispenser was full but the nozzle was gunked up. I cleaned it off, made sure it was working again. Another crisis solved.

A guy came in looking for sativa. Sorry dude, it would be illegal for us to sell it. Try the dispensary.

A guy came in and wanted to know if we sold "furburgers". I hadn't heard that term in the 21st century. Is it coming around again?

An older Voodoo looking guy came in. I was very nice to him, I don't need to be cursed. 

The Graveyard Shift guy showed up, I got out of my drawer as quickly as possible and went home before the next crowd showed up.


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