The title of this thread pretty much sums up my feelings after tonight's shift at the C-store. It all started out normal, and then shit happened. We'll start with the first that I remember. I tend to block things from my mind after a shift like this.
I'm Not The Rude One Here, Bitch!
One of our regulars comes in, yammering away on her cell phone, needing to pay for gas, and wants ten dollars on Powerball. Okay, I print that--10 plays, one ticket. Then she confuses me by saying she wants two five dollar tickets. Because she was trying to direct me around in between yammering on her phone, I didn't quite get what she meant. She finally rolled her eyes, huffed, glared at me as if I was the most vile thing in the world, and explained herself. She wanted two additional five dollar tickets. Stop glaring at me, bitch. I'm not the one yammering away on my phone, holding up the damn line! Now kindly remove yourself AND your phone from my store, post haste!
No, It's Called The Law
I ID'd a guy for beer tonight. he paused, handed me his ID and the following conversation took place.
SC: This must be a new rule or something
ME: *looking at him, then his ID, then him* Um...It's the law.
SC: Oh, well I went to *other place* and they ID'd me too and blah blah blah
ME: Yes, we have to ID anyone who looks to be under 27 who is attempting to buy tobacco, alcohol, etc
SC: 27...How old do you think I look? Oh well *takes beer and heads for door* Bye
Obviously, you look under 27, even though you're thirty. Take it as a damn compliment, man! Fucking hell!
What Is This, A Game of Guess The Price?
I had an SC refill one of our regular coffee cups. Now, doing so only saves you about ten cents off the normal price. The real savings come when you buy one of our plastic refillable mugs. Anyway...He starts off with asking how much it's gonna cost him this time. I ring it up (correctly because unlike other C-store clerks in our chain I can read) and he pays, then says "$1.06...First I got 74 cents, then $1.04 now $1.06!" I explained that it depends on who rings him up and where. Honestly, asshole, I don't set prices, and I can't control how others ring shit up. Get the fuck over it, get out of here, and drink your coffee elsewhere.
Drive-off RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!
This...this pissed me off. Some fucktard decided it'd be a good idea to deliberately drive off with gas tonight. How do I know it was deliberate? He set the nozzle he was using on the nozzle beside it, instead of hanging it up. People do that thinking they won't get caught that way. To the asshole that did that, I have a few words. You, sir, are an evil, cold creature with no caring or remorse whatsoever. I might even go so far as to wonder if you even have a soul at all. You are the bane of my existence, and quite honestly, you're a fucking coward. Yes, a coward, because you decided to run away instead of being a fucking man and paying for the gas you pumped. You know what? I hope someone siphons that $48.04 in gas that you stole right back out of the tank of your penis extension of a pick-up! To everyone reading this, I apologize for my language, but i HAD to get that out of my system. I feel better now...Sort of.
ETA: Bonus Hilarity
I almost forgot about this! A mother came in tonight with her young son. He was probably three or four at the most. They got ready to leave, and here's what happened.
MOM: *to son* Come on, stinkertoes, let's go.
BOY: Okay, dumbass!
ME:
MOM: *mortified* Yeah...He just said that...*turns to boy, gets strict* That's a bad word. You don't say that. You know that!
BOY: Okay!
MOM: *to me* Older siblings are a really bad thing sometimes. *takes boy and leads him out the door* They're gonna be in trrrrrouuuuble!
ME: *wishes them a goodnight, waits until they leave, then busts out laughing*
Poor Mom for getting embarrassed like that, and I know I shouldn't have laughed, but it was so random and funny. I kind of needed it after the night I'd had.
TL;DR: People were assholes tonight...One of them drove off with gas. I called him many nasty things. Also, a three-year-old boy called his mom a dumbass. XD
I'm Not The Rude One Here, Bitch!
One of our regulars comes in, yammering away on her cell phone, needing to pay for gas, and wants ten dollars on Powerball. Okay, I print that--10 plays, one ticket. Then she confuses me by saying she wants two five dollar tickets. Because she was trying to direct me around in between yammering on her phone, I didn't quite get what she meant. She finally rolled her eyes, huffed, glared at me as if I was the most vile thing in the world, and explained herself. She wanted two additional five dollar tickets. Stop glaring at me, bitch. I'm not the one yammering away on my phone, holding up the damn line! Now kindly remove yourself AND your phone from my store, post haste!
No, It's Called The Law
I ID'd a guy for beer tonight. he paused, handed me his ID and the following conversation took place.
SC: This must be a new rule or something
ME: *looking at him, then his ID, then him* Um...It's the law.
SC: Oh, well I went to *other place* and they ID'd me too and blah blah blah
ME: Yes, we have to ID anyone who looks to be under 27 who is attempting to buy tobacco, alcohol, etc
SC: 27...How old do you think I look? Oh well *takes beer and heads for door* Bye
Obviously, you look under 27, even though you're thirty. Take it as a damn compliment, man! Fucking hell!
What Is This, A Game of Guess The Price?
I had an SC refill one of our regular coffee cups. Now, doing so only saves you about ten cents off the normal price. The real savings come when you buy one of our plastic refillable mugs. Anyway...He starts off with asking how much it's gonna cost him this time. I ring it up (correctly because unlike other C-store clerks in our chain I can read) and he pays, then says "$1.06...First I got 74 cents, then $1.04 now $1.06!" I explained that it depends on who rings him up and where. Honestly, asshole, I don't set prices, and I can't control how others ring shit up. Get the fuck over it, get out of here, and drink your coffee elsewhere.
Drive-off RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!
This...this pissed me off. Some fucktard decided it'd be a good idea to deliberately drive off with gas tonight. How do I know it was deliberate? He set the nozzle he was using on the nozzle beside it, instead of hanging it up. People do that thinking they won't get caught that way. To the asshole that did that, I have a few words. You, sir, are an evil, cold creature with no caring or remorse whatsoever. I might even go so far as to wonder if you even have a soul at all. You are the bane of my existence, and quite honestly, you're a fucking coward. Yes, a coward, because you decided to run away instead of being a fucking man and paying for the gas you pumped. You know what? I hope someone siphons that $48.04 in gas that you stole right back out of the tank of your penis extension of a pick-up! To everyone reading this, I apologize for my language, but i HAD to get that out of my system. I feel better now...Sort of.
ETA: Bonus Hilarity
I almost forgot about this! A mother came in tonight with her young son. He was probably three or four at the most. They got ready to leave, and here's what happened.
MOM: *to son* Come on, stinkertoes, let's go.
BOY: Okay, dumbass!
ME:

MOM: *mortified* Yeah...He just said that...*turns to boy, gets strict* That's a bad word. You don't say that. You know that!
BOY: Okay!
MOM: *to me* Older siblings are a really bad thing sometimes. *takes boy and leads him out the door* They're gonna be in trrrrrouuuuble!
ME: *wishes them a goodnight, waits until they leave, then busts out laughing*
Poor Mom for getting embarrassed like that, and I know I shouldn't have laughed, but it was so random and funny. I kind of needed it after the night I'd had.

TL;DR: People were assholes tonight...One of them drove off with gas. I called him many nasty things. Also, a three-year-old boy called his mom a dumbass. XD

He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
Comment