So True...

Donation Jars Are Not Your Personal ATM

A few days ago I saw this story in the news about a guy that stole a donation jar at a convenience store. The jar was there to help out a 2 year old boy with stage 4 cancer.

Seriously. What kind of scum steals a donation jar?

I had glanced at the story when I first read it and tried finding it tonight to post here, so I had Googled something like 'guy stealing donation jar' thinking this story would pop up.

But no, apparently there are tons of other people that steal donation jars.

I'm not surprised, though. We used to have donation jars at our registers, but it got too risky with all the shady people coming in all the time. So we quit doing it just because it would suck if it got stolen. I mean, customers steal everything else off of our counters, why not those, right?

Anyways, they apparently have identified the man that took the donation jar and he's wanted for taking them from other stores, too! People can be such assholes...

A Simple Fix

Everyone knows that we keep our bathroom out of order at all times so we don't have to clean up the shit messes, but sometimes we let people have the key and they still fuck it up in there and break something.

I've figured out a way around this.

All I have to do is wait for a plumber to come in and want to use the bathroom. When I tell him that the toilet's broken, he will usually ask what's wrong with it. Plus, men always want to fix something that's broken, even if they don't know what they are doing.

But a plumber is golden. Most of the time it's a simple fix.

And if the plumber wants to use our bathroom bad enough, he will fix it for us. For free.

This has now worked twice. I've let a plumber use the bathroom and voila! Working again!

I wonder what else I can get people to fix around there. Any ideas?

Happy New Year

Jesus, I just realized that I only made 23 posts last year. That's not enough to share with the world how shitty some of my customers are.

So my new year's resolution is to tell you more stories. I'll start with one now.

We have signs up at all the gas pumps that say the customer must pay inside before they are allowed to pump gas. These signs have been up for over two years now and are pretty much up at every gas station in the city.

So any tool that comes in wanting to know why we aren't turning their pump on for them is just that...a tool.

Last week a guy stood out there for about 5 minutes waiting for us to turn his pump on. Finally he came inside.

"Why aren't you turning the pump on outside? Can't you see I'm standing there? It's fucking freezing!" he said, shivering and staring me down.

I went into my usual spiel. "Sorry, the pumps are pay first if you are paying cash. But you can pay with a credit card out there if you'd like."

He stared at me while I stared at the snow on his beard. "So I have to pay you first if I want to pump gas?"

"Yes."

"Not for me, I'm white!" he said as he turned around and headed out the door.

It took me a minute to process what he meant by that until I realized he was probably being a racist bastard.

So we watched him drive across the street to the other gas station and stand at their pump for 5 minutes before he went inside. About a minute later he came out, got into his car and drove away.

I guess they didn't know either.