Omg... I just had the most random shift of my life. I'm at my register, it's slow as fuck and I'd take just about ANY customer at this point. The two that come into my line however... well, I've had them come through before and know what to expect (or I thought I did.)
They're Electric cart users. I have no problem with EC's but I've learned that the people who use them need a little more TLC from the cashiers. I help unload the cart if they need it, and try to be more cheerful toward them because usually they're older and probably having a lot of issues (A smile goes a long way)
These two however... I think they use the carts because whatever drugs they're using are so strong they'd fall over if they didn't. These two are serious druggies; every time I see them they're high or drunk... hell, maybe both at the same time.
Anyway, they're acting typical, slurring their words and making little to no sense. I'm trying to keep my cool and not yell at them when their bags pile up and they don't move their carts forward for me to load it. So, the wife runs off to the bathroom; that's when things get interesting.
The husband takes a stack of bills out of his pocket and counts it out. One... two... three... he begins swaying and all of a sudden slumps forward, face planting the belt.
Me: Oh! Uh... Help...
Cashier in front of me: Oh shit, is he dead?
Me: No... he's snoring...
The asshole fell ASLEEP at the register...
Shoot me... please...
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Headaches are a bitch
I woke up with a headache, figured I'd be fine after I got a little more sleep; the she devil (my cat) refused to allow me anymore; she wanted to play all morning long... bugger all).
So, I'm sitting here preparing (in my own way of course) for my shift at WM. In a few minutes I'll go take some medicine to chase the headache away, I'm going to buy a four hour energy to see me through my shift, and I'm going to do my best to keep a cheerful outlook on my life thus far!
Tomorrow I have to buy a new G-test meter, mine finally copped out on me :( that, plus tablets, plus strips... eeek, so much money.
So, I'm sitting here preparing (in my own way of course) for my shift at WM. In a few minutes I'll go take some medicine to chase the headache away, I'm going to buy a four hour energy to see me through my shift, and I'm going to do my best to keep a cheerful outlook on my life thus far!
Tomorrow I have to buy a new G-test meter, mine finally copped out on me :( that, plus tablets, plus strips... eeek, so much money.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Off I go again
Ready for work, or as ready as I ever am. Today is an easy shift, tomorrow is the bitch slap to the face shift of 9 hours. I'll survive but seriously not looking forward to it. Anyway, I'm hoping against hope that they'll let us wear our 9/11 shirts tomorrow but I doubt it. If not I'll write something on my hand lol, I've done it before and no one but the customers has noticed it.
Anyway, today is a make up and hair style day for me. Still getting over this cold so I'm not feeling my best. I decided that just because a feel like shit there's no reason I should look it a well. So, I think I look pretty darn nice; though I know my co-workers are going to start up with the "Who is he" comments again.
Why does a girl have to have a guy in her life to look nice??? I've never understood that lol.
Well, I'm bored so I might leave early and look at... dun dun dun... swimsuits. Vacation is next friday and I need a bathing suit to wear. I'll either buy one or borrow one from my sister. Either way I have to have one and I better stop bitching about it before it is too late.
Anyway, today is a make up and hair style day for me. Still getting over this cold so I'm not feeling my best. I decided that just because a feel like shit there's no reason I should look it a well. So, I think I look pretty darn nice; though I know my co-workers are going to start up with the "Who is he" comments again.
Why does a girl have to have a guy in her life to look nice??? I've never understood that lol.
Well, I'm bored so I might leave early and look at... dun dun dun... swimsuits. Vacation is next friday and I need a bathing suit to wear. I'll either buy one or borrow one from my sister. Either way I have to have one and I better stop bitching about it before it is too late.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Asthma and a cold
It really doesn't mix, but the funny thing is is that I never have a problem with it unless I'm already sick; in which case it kicks my ass and sends me home crying. I had to leave work because I have an attack (caused by a customer's horrid smell, bathed in body spray or some shit) and today I got an attack while just walking with my friend.
See, I don't have a rescue H because I don't need one often. I made it home and finally did a treatment on my Nebulizar (I spelled that wrong but am too lazy to look up proper spelling). I didn't realize how hard it was to breathe until I could breathe normal again.
Anyway, just thought I would post so you know I'm still alive and kicking. Just posted both HHE stories on Deviantart if you wanna check them out there. Or they're on Fanfiction.net as well. Either site :)
See, I don't have a rescue H because I don't need one often. I made it home and finally did a treatment on my Nebulizar (I spelled that wrong but am too lazy to look up proper spelling). I didn't realize how hard it was to breathe until I could breathe normal again.
Anyway, just thought I would post so you know I'm still alive and kicking. Just posted both HHE stories on Deviantart if you wanna check them out there. Or they're on Fanfiction.net as well. Either site :)
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