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work and all that jazz
Jun. 25th, 2005 08:02 amAfter months of doing the "hee! Thankfully that's not me" mockery at people who get the dreaded "while you weren't answering the damn door, I, the postal worker, have run away with your parcel. Please come claim it or...I'll keep it! Muhahaha" notice... I got one yesterday. I guess this means that when I thought I heard someone knocking, I actually did. Meh.
Worked last night, and about ten seconds after getting to the front register, Jeffrey totally invades my personal space and says, rather loudly given how close he was to me, "Mount Pleasant just got robbed." ...Well, shiiiiit. Who robs a store at 9pm? Or 10? Or sometime between then? Apparently some dude. So I spent the night feeling rather twitchy since for some reason all the managers seemed to think the jackass would hit us too. Cuz he'd be stupid like that. That on top of the weird guys who kept coming in. People who go out of their way to touch me when getting their change are a bit odd. o_O So are overly busy Friday nights.
After awhile I had to resist the urge to stab people with the pen I was holding. To clear up the obvious misconception: We at your friendly overnight walgreens do not really want to see your sorry ass at the store unless your name appears on the magic list. No, not even Pharmacy wants to see you overnight. No, groups of teens coming in, you do not look cool when you hang out either in the store or in the parking lot. You look like you have no life, and yes, we are laughing at you. You there, buying your twenty second pregnancy test in however many months? Yeah. If you act overly twitchy about your purchases, we will discuss them amongst ourselves. Hell, if you're twitchy enough without sending out that "omygod, I'm 14 and knocked up!" vibe, you might make it to our hall of fame list... with any purchase. Annnnd you there, yes, you. The drunk in the back who comes in every night and every night you smell worse than the last? Yeah. You make me wish I could refuse service just on fumes alone.
... I'm cold. And tired.
Worked last night, and about ten seconds after getting to the front register, Jeffrey totally invades my personal space and says, rather loudly given how close he was to me, "Mount Pleasant just got robbed." ...Well, shiiiiit. Who robs a store at 9pm? Or 10? Or sometime between then? Apparently some dude. So I spent the night feeling rather twitchy since for some reason all the managers seemed to think the jackass would hit us too. Cuz he'd be stupid like that. That on top of the weird guys who kept coming in. People who go out of their way to touch me when getting their change are a bit odd. o_O So are overly busy Friday nights.
After awhile I had to resist the urge to stab people with the pen I was holding. To clear up the obvious misconception: We at your friendly overnight walgreens do not really want to see your sorry ass at the store unless your name appears on the magic list. No, not even Pharmacy wants to see you overnight. No, groups of teens coming in, you do not look cool when you hang out either in the store or in the parking lot. You look like you have no life, and yes, we are laughing at you. You there, buying your twenty second pregnancy test in however many months? Yeah. If you act overly twitchy about your purchases, we will discuss them amongst ourselves. Hell, if you're twitchy enough without sending out that "omygod, I'm 14 and knocked up!" vibe, you might make it to our hall of fame list... with any purchase. Annnnd you there, yes, you. The drunk in the back who comes in every night and every night you smell worse than the last? Yeah. You make me wish I could refuse service just on fumes alone.
... I'm cold. And tired.
