ocularnervosa

Since it's Sunday morning I ran to the store, because the good people are in church and the bad people are still sleeping off Saturday night. While I was out I figured I would drop by the West Side Station to see if the Weekend Guy was alive or did they find him tossed in the dumpster. He was still alive and had no idea what happened. He said some woman had taken her dog for a walk and it didn't come across anything so whatever happened was after he left. I figure someone found one of the homeless crowd out back, or the guy who likes to throw rocks at cars got an early start this time around. I'm still waiting to find out what is going on.  When I got to work yesterday the Part Time Woman hadn't gotten out of her drawer so I had to stand there and wait. I guess as her and Mrs. Late Guy were leaving she was complaining that I don't talk to her. Gee, I guess after working with her at the Haunted Stations, her being a world class b*tch and even having her sawed off pun...

 On Friday night I went out to drop off some old clothes at the charity store and leave my bills in the drop boxes at the utilities offices. I hate going there during business hours because I always get stuck behind the person who has no idea what they are doing. Anyhow I drove by the liquor store and the Doofus's car was out front. I guess he still has a job. Since he seemed to be the only one there I wondered if he was doing the inventory. (This is a joke since he's a raging alcoholic and "doing" the inventory.  Get it?) When I showed up I was disappointed, I thought the Part Time Woman wasn't going to be there this week, but there she is. Here's a thing I don't get, they have two cash drawers and it wasn't busy, but they hadn't closed one of them. So I have to stand there, waiting for one of them to close before I can open. They know I'm coming, they know what time it is, they could close a drawer and be ready. Sheesh. I went out to check th...

  Week 33 I thought that I was going to have to work extra shifts this week so I figured I would buy my ticket on Tuesday. However I found out the person who was taking time off got their dates wrong, it's going to be next week. So I figure I will do the Friday thing I planned on doing last week. I've been buying a ticket on Thursday morning to avoid the tourists and, well, to avoid hearing about what a great job the new station manager is doing. However big changes are coming so the guy had something to complain about, plus I slept in on Thursday, so I dropped by on Friday morning instead. It was just what I expected, the place was busy, the manager was complaining and big changes are going to be happening over the next few months. Gonna be fun. This week I ended up with $30.17 in the Tip Jar so I considered my options, do I buy one of the second chance tickets? Do I buy one of the low end tickets? In the end I went with a new one. It's a $10 ticket with a potential payout...

 I decided to get up early and buy my weekly lottery ticket. The state has several new games and I'm interested in buying them just to see. Except the station only has older tickets, ones that have been there a while, plus an empty space. I know you shouldn't criticize the people who take over your old position but the Late Guy is really slacking. The Weekend Guy was complaining because a new pack of tickets were back locked up in the office and one is probably the one I was looking for. Also lottery tickets are individually numbered. When I filled up the display I would go from low to high but the Late Guy is just putting them in there however. If anyone ever breaks in and steals them they won't know which tickets to void. It's a bad system. When I was at the Haunted Station there was a rack of pastries near the front door, and they sold well. Today I noticed the rack was gone as was the selection of pastries, muffins, danish and flavored breads. I have to wonder if th...

 For once this summer all the weather apps agreed, it wasn't going to rain today, so I took my Bad Hawg. With the price of gas going up every week I'm going to have to start walking on potentially rainy days. And it's killing business, I hope I have a job in December. When I got to work my incoming drawer wasn't from one of the Graveyard Shift people, it had been counted out by Mrs. Late Guy. Thank goodness, for once it would be right. Also this meant that either someone didn't come in or didn't open a drawer. I figured I would find out. Every days I start my shift doing my opening paperwork, counting in the drawer, counting the loose packs of cigarettes and so forth. The entire time I was working on that there was a crowd, one guy tried to interrupt me in the middle of a long count of cigarette packs, if you see someone counting leave them alone until they are done, sheesh. Anyhow I finally got everything done and the crowd went to zero, the entire place was co...

 Just before I had to leave for work my phone started ringing, now what? It turns out it was the Late Guy and he was having trouble changing out the syrup box on the soda machine. It's a tricky one, most are just a screw on cap but this one has a plunger that you have to pull out of the bag and then slide the clip to the side of the bag nipple. The thing is I've shown him this before. I was almost going to have to go over there and show him, again, how to do it but I explained it over the phone and he figured it out.  I forgot it was Monday because the Manager was being chatty and friendly. She had to take her car to the mechanic and was waiting for her husband to show up. Normally this would be an uncomfortable situation since she is always in a bad mood on Mondays. I guess she got to tell off the Graveyard Shift Guy, he was complaining about having to fill up the ice in the soda machine and she reminded him that he gets paid to do a job. I guess he also told someone that cle...

 When I got up my phone was ringing, what now? It turns out it was the Late Guy, he didn't know where the ticket paper for the lottery machine was. When they moved me from the position of manager I did the right thing and gave him the full tour, here's this, this is the control for that, here's where I hid the cleaning supplies so the Part Time Woman can't steal them all and so forth. One of the things was "here's the keys and here's what they go to" which includes where the extra supplies for the lottery are stored. The thing that amazes me is it's been three months, you'd think they would have sold enough tickets to have gone through a couple of rolls by now. So I had to tell him where the stuff was stored and where the key should have been. I didn't get a call back so I guess he found it. When I showed up to work it was total bedlam. A couple of old ladies couldn't get the lids on their cups and they were blocking my way so I couldn...