Sunday, June 28, 2009
Modern day constructionist
They come in. Every day. Literally. Usually around 11 to get their tall can of espresso (sarcasm) and a pack of marlboro reds. God save these people, because they are doing all the shit the modern day man is in despise of. Respect to the modern day construction worker, you work your fucking ass off, and deserve more pay. period.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Another day in the life

"Hey how ya doin today?" I asked her as I ask everyone as they walk in. Usually I get a quick response of "good and yourself?" or even occasionally an honest "bad", but she's the oddball. She walks up to the counter, sets her purse down, stares into it, spends roughly a minute looking for her wallet, and then says "I'm good". It's the usual for her. 5 on 5. That's exactly what it is everytime. She wants a receipt at first, to show she put five on it, then another receipt to show the exact gallons that the five dollars pumped. The reason? OCD? I couldn't tell you. Then after a few times of helping her, she comes in again. This time with a pamphlet. She says "you look like a smart boy (why thank you for calling me a boy)" and hands me a pamphlet with a family running through a field on the back which looks to be the appocalypse behind them. It simply says "How can you survive the end of the world?" on the bottom. She then walks out and says "read it, and I'll talk to you soon". It was a Jehovahs Witness flyer. Really? I'm working whack job, I don't need to get recruited while I'm watching the clock move a second at a time waiting for my replacement to come in. I toss the pamphlet, but not without letting it sit on the counter for a little and watching the peoples reactions as they see it. Funny part is, she comes in at least once a week and has not mentioned it since. What the hell is this paranoia every religion preys on now? End note.
Introduction
Wanna see crazy shit and have random people give you their life stories? Work at a gas station.
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