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BG: I am a dispatcher/clerk at a trifecta of towing company/minimart/garage
We have a long building, half is the minimart/dispatch center and the other is the garage.
The mini mart looks like a mini mart full of candy, drinks, and coffee pots. I sit in a ring of a counter complete with cigarettes above my head... My Fortress of Tobacco if you will. The garage has 3 large bay doors in the front and a single glass door that says the garage name on it.
Pretty straightforward right?
Nope.
Man runs in out of breath coming from his car, "Hey can you squeeze in a break job for me quick?"
I actually looked around for a microsecond at the array of junk food, sugary drinks and old syrupy coffee pots and pointed to the connecting wall. "You have to go next door and ask them"
Man gives me a look and stomps over there.
Dude...I just sling everything that is bad for you. I can't help you stop.
We have a long building, half is the minimart/dispatch center and the other is the garage.
The mini mart looks like a mini mart full of candy, drinks, and coffee pots. I sit in a ring of a counter complete with cigarettes above my head... My Fortress of Tobacco if you will. The garage has 3 large bay doors in the front and a single glass door that says the garage name on it.
Pretty straightforward right?
Nope.
Man runs in out of breath coming from his car, "Hey can you squeeze in a break job for me quick?"
I actually looked around for a microsecond at the array of junk food, sugary drinks and old syrupy coffee pots and pointed to the connecting wall. "You have to go next door and ask them"
Man gives me a look and stomps over there.
Dude...I just sling everything that is bad for you. I can't help you stop.
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