Saturday, January 9, 2010

Oh my gah... >:/

OMG things are SO stressful right now...New things at work, making sure my work schedule fits with my school schedule, home stuff, etc. But OH WAIT...my work schedule doesn't really matter if I'm not even IN SCHOOL! Well here's the deal on that...

I checked my school account today to verify my schedule so I could give a copy to my boss and to see exactly what day this week classes start back. Well guess what...the bastards PURGED MY SCHEDULE! Oh it gets better...they sent me an e-mail saying it was going to be deleted tody at 10:30am because they had not received my payment for tuition yet. Uh, DING DONG!! My tuition is paid for via a Federal loan THROUGH the effing SCHOOL! So they KNEW the money was coming. It was a guaranteed thing. Oh, it still gets better...When I checked my accoung at 1:30pm today (before I went to work), my account showed that the school did indeed receive the loan payment for tuition! So they had the money, but they deleted my schedule anyway! WTF! I'm SO F***ING ANGRY!!! AAAHHH!!! So I sent back a nice e-mail reply telling them they DO have my money and they need to step up their game and fix this asap. I'm gonna call Monday, too, so we'll see how it goes. Wish me luck...

Ok, enough bitching. It's stressing me out all over again. So what else do I have to talk about...Oh yes!...

I apologize for being absent for so long. I was really sick all this week and my computer was the last thing on my mind. But now I'm feeling all better, so I'm hoping to get back into this on a regular basis now, assuming there are no more interruptions...

Well, I don't have any recent ghost stories to share (I've been too preoccupied and busy at work to pay attention), but my coworker did kinda go nuts-o the other night. He walked in and started yelling about how pissed he is at our manager for having a pet (the newest employee and his best friend's wife). He said he thinks she's doing...sexual...things to the manager in order to get her way, he's pissed she gets first choice in work days/times, etc. I totally agree, but sheesh lol I was honestly a tad bit uncomfortable...

Oh, so it has been snowing here constantly for the past 3 or so days, yet we only have maybe 2 inches on the ground and it hasn't been above freezing in at least a week. Weird...But the roads are pretty treacherous, mainly at night. Even the main highways in town. It's fun to see. It wasn't fun when I got in a fight with a curb the first day the snow fell, though...lol

Well, I'm not feeling so inspired right now due to the immense stress I'm under, so I think I'm gonna call it quits for tonight and go watch The Hangover.

Hasta la vista...baby.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Ah the fun that is my job...

It's not unusual for me to encounter some rather...odd...people when I'm at work. Actually, it happens on a regular basis (everyday). I get the morons who shouldn't be allowed to drive, creepy old men, bitchy old women, snobs who expect you to do everything FOR them (I'm sure they have maids at home to wipe their asses even), the people who pay with nothing but small coins, etc. etc. We get them all. Where do I work, you ask? Oh, I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you...a gas station. Glamorous, I know...

Actually, I love my job. I really do. It's usually pretty interesting, you meet new people, I get to use a cash register all day, I can study for classes, and I can have friends over to keep me company when I'm not busy. It's a pretty sweet gig. Alright alright, back to the point...

So here are a few stories about these interesting people who grace me with their presence everyday...

# 1 -----> It was early evening yesterday and things were pretty slow. A car pulled up to one of the pumps and a guy who looked to be in his mid 20's stepped out and walked into the store. I asked what I could help him with, and he stood there debating for a long time. He finally asked, "So, how much gas do I have to get in order to get a carwash?" (Keep in mind that this is our policy: Buy 8 or more gallons of gas, get a $1 discount on any wash) I replied, "You have to get at least 8 gallons to get the discount" and I pointed to the wash chart on the counter. He then said, "Well, how much would 8 gallons cost me?" I pulled out my phone, accessed the calculator, and replied, "It'll come out to $19.92." He then stated, "Ok, well here's $20 for the gas, and I want a wash, too." I asked him which one he wanted and pointed to the chart once again. He looked confused when I told him he'd pay the 'dollar off' price on the right of each column. He asked, "Why are you telling me about the prices? And why does the price on the right of each column say 'with gasoline' under it? Why would I want gas ON my car?!" I first wanted to say look ya moron, how the hell does putting gas ON a car make ANY sense and what makes you think you get a FREE wash?!?! But I didn't. Instead, I replied, "It doesn't mean it's gonna wash your car with gas. It means that that's the price you pay with the purchase of 8 gallons of gas." Then he's like, "What?! I have to pay for the carwash?! Screw that! Just give me the gas." And then he proceeds to stomp out of the store like a pissy 5 yr old. I could not believe he was THAT dumb...seriously...

#2 ------> Ok, this one is practically a classic now since I've told it so many times and I've had such good reactions to it...One night, proabably a month or two ago, this man (late 40's I think) came into the gas station at around 9pm. Now, this was no ordinary man...This man was dressed in drag, and horribly I might add. Anyway, I saw him before he ever stepped inside, and the second I did, I had to use all the strength inside of me in order to keep from laughing. So he walked in and, in the best female voice he could muster up, asked, "Honey *wrist flip*, can you please tell me where Forbidden is? You know? The gay club? I'm supposed to perform there tonight and we're a little lost." I'm sure my jaw was down to my knees by this point, but I pulled myself together and told him I had no idea where it was. Which I really didn't know at the time. So he was like, "Aw, darn. It's ok, honey. Thanks anyway!" He then turned to exit, flipped his hair (wig), and strutted out the door. Lemme tell ya, that was NOT a pleasant view. His mini skirt was almost so short his junk hung down lower than it, he was pale as a ghost (and was wearing a black outfit), and he had fat rolls dripping over the spaghetti straps on his top. Aside from it being gross, it was seriously one of the most hilarious things that I've ever experienced at work. As soon as he was out of the store and out of sight, I was literally almost on the floor laughing, then I called and texted a few people to tell them what had happened. One of the best nights ever at work, no doubt...

#3 -----> Ok, this one is for Miss Tiff who didn't like that I left her hangin' when I mentioned the store ghost but didn't elaborate. This is just a list of things that I (and my coworkers, mainly the one who works 3rd shift) have experienced at work...

> One of us is sitting behind the register reading, playing on a phone, etc. and we see a person in our peripheral vision walk from one door to the other in front of us, but no one is in the store...or outside. (the layout of the store: there are 2 entrances, a door on the left and on the right. Each one leads to 6 gas pumps outside. So basically the store is sitting in the middle of 12 pumps, separating them into 6 on each side. The registers are on the front side of the store and they span the entire length of the building, door to door).

> The doors chime, but neither door is opened.

> I (and maybe the others, too) hear people talking momentarily, but no one is in the store OR outside. And the radio is off.

> One of us is sitting behind the counter doing whatever and we see a clear, distinct face in the glass to the left or right, but when we look over, no one is there. And when we look to see if anyone is outside, there's no one.

> I've been in the main cooler stocking the beer, which is at the opposite end of the door, and I hear it slam shut even though it's already shut. When I walk over and look out, my coworker is behind the counter all the way across the store.

Those are the only things I can recall at this very moment, but I know I'm forgetting some...Oh well. When I remember, I'll let you all know.

I hope today's blog was sufficiently entertaining. Tune in tomorrow for more great stories! Til then, adios amigos!

Monday, December 28, 2009

I love me some radio...

As usual, work was boring as shit today. Actually, it was unusually boring. I mean, of course I have my Monopoly game on my cell phone that I can, and do, play, but some human interaction wouldn't hurt...

Speaking of Monopoly, I finally figured out how to beat the AI players without fail every single time. That's right, I'm a genius (with too much free time on her hands). I beat their asses so bad I'm sure they run home to their little AI parents whining and crying about how much they suck and how much I rule. OWNAGE. But anyway, yeah, so now that I have mastered Monopoly on my phone, I now sit in the little nook next to the radio behind the counter, blaring rock music, screaming at my phone every time one of the AI's threatens my Monopoly empire. And I scream, "Yeah, bitch! Take THAT!" every time they land on Times Square and pay me $20 million. Oh yeah...

Ok back to the whole human interaction part...(btw I welcome visitors)...

So as I was sitting at my work, being bored to tears, the DJ came on on the radio station I was listening to and suggested people call in requests. So I did. And then we chatted about where we're from, how long we've lived here, etc etc. It was a nice bonding moment where I temporarily thought I may have found my soulmate due to his impecable taste in music. Yes, I was THAT bored and lonely...like I said, visitors welcome.

OH...and the ghost that calls my work home? Yeah, he visited, too. But that's a story for another day...

Stay tuned for more when we come back!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

1st Post!

So I finally set up my own blog page. Thanks go out to Tiffany Gibson, my sister from another mother. Much love sis.

I was a bit apprehensive at first seeing as this is all so new to me, but when she mentioned I could possibly end up making money off of it, I was all for it! Haha I mean seriously, who can turn down money these days? It's like they say, beggars can't be choosers...

Anyway, back to what I was saying. As I was setting up my profile, all I could think was, "What the hell am I going to blog about?! What do people normally blog about?" After much debate, I realized that there is no set way to blog. Blogging is simply an outlet for people to talk about anything they feel like talking about, which is very appealing to me since I'm against conformity. So really, I was going to write about whatever the hell I wanted to write about anyway, regardless of what those before me have done...

So I bet you're now wondering, "Soooo what are you going to blog about??"

If I told you I'd have to kill you...No seriously, if you want to know, then just read my new posts. I don't know what I will write about. All I can tell you is it'll be totally random and will not follow a pattern, unless you consider randomness a pattern...ok, ok...so one thing you can count on reading about is my job and all the crazy shit that goes on from day to day. Trust me, you don't want to miss that...

So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!...