Workplace Fun!
14 years ago
You have nothing to fear but fear itself...
Here are some things you don't see everyday!
A tweaker came into our store a while back and was so out of his mind on whatever it was he was on, that our conversation proceeded as follows:
Me: "Hi! Welcome to the Crypt. How can I help you today?"
Him: "My roomate man, he has some issues you know?"
Me: "...Oh? He gives you problems?"
Him: "Yeah, it's like whatever and shit. I can't even begin--Aroooo wuuf!!!!! (continues to bark and howl like a dog for a moment or two then walks out.)
Me: WTF?
Another tweaker came in and was so high he couldnt understand that he had to pay money for our arcade. He first tried to get me to go back with him in lieu of him paying, to which of course i refused. His teeth looked like mustard colored stalactites. Even if i had wanted a blowjob from him I'm sure there was more bacteria in that mouth than a shit-eating komodo dragon's. Anyway after I told him no he wandered around the store for a minute and then walked to the gate that seperates the arcade from the store itself and motions for me to buzz him in. And of course i repeated to him that he had to pay money to go back. He tries to crawl under the gate and promptly gets stuck. I go over and untangle him, pushing him toward the door to get him to leave, him mostly on his knees still, and he starts grabbing my crotch and trying to get my belt open. At this point, i drag him outside and dump him on the sidewalk where he wanders off like a cracked up zombie.
A heroin tweaking woman came in and bought six pillows of flavored lube and ate every one of them like ketchup packets and dropped them on the floor around the store.
Interesting stuff, huh? I never get bored!
A tweaker came into our store a while back and was so out of his mind on whatever it was he was on, that our conversation proceeded as follows:
Me: "Hi! Welcome to the Crypt. How can I help you today?"
Him: "My roomate man, he has some issues you know?"
Me: "...Oh? He gives you problems?"
Him: "Yeah, it's like whatever and shit. I can't even begin--Aroooo wuuf!!!!! (continues to bark and howl like a dog for a moment or two then walks out.)
Me: WTF?
Another tweaker came in and was so high he couldnt understand that he had to pay money for our arcade. He first tried to get me to go back with him in lieu of him paying, to which of course i refused. His teeth looked like mustard colored stalactites. Even if i had wanted a blowjob from him I'm sure there was more bacteria in that mouth than a shit-eating komodo dragon's. Anyway after I told him no he wandered around the store for a minute and then walked to the gate that seperates the arcade from the store itself and motions for me to buzz him in. And of course i repeated to him that he had to pay money to go back. He tries to crawl under the gate and promptly gets stuck. I go over and untangle him, pushing him toward the door to get him to leave, him mostly on his knees still, and he starts grabbing my crotch and trying to get my belt open. At this point, i drag him outside and dump him on the sidewalk where he wanders off like a cracked up zombie.
A heroin tweaking woman came in and bought six pillows of flavored lube and ate every one of them like ketchup packets and dropped them on the floor around the store.
Interesting stuff, huh? I never get bored!
The fuck?
Christ, people, man. *facepalm*
(No, btw, I don't work at a truck stop, I just heard horror stories.)