Free Beer? Yeah Right!

No, you cannot have another case of beer for free if you drop yours on the ground outside.

The other day I had some customer argue with me for a half hour because he wanted to get another case of beer for free - all because he dropped his last one on the ground outside. And that's somehow our fault.

I saw the whole thing happen too. He bought the beer, a 24 bottle case of beer, and on his way out was carrying it with one hand. As soon as he got outside and headed for his car, I slowly saw it teetering in his arms and then it just fell. Boom. Crashed all over the place with glass everywhere.

He looked around to see if anyone saw; of course people did because we had a full parking lot. And then he marched right back in demanding he get another case of beer.

Because I couldn't tell him to f*** off, I politely explained that it wasn't our fault and once you leave the store it becomes your responsibility. Well he didn't like this answer and went on about how he was going to call the owner and get me fired.

Please do!

Anyways, he ended up stomping out of the store with no beer in his hands and he also left us glass all over the parking lot to clean up.

Please - carry your beer in both hands. That stuff is precious!

Guest Post: Parking Lot Clean Up

Today's post comes from my fellow employee, we'll call her "S". "S" gets just as frustrated as I do with people sometimes, but she goes the extra distance and actually cleans up the parking lot. She's got more guts than I do, because I would probably pass out from things I would find there. Or get stuck with a stray used needle sticking out from the grass.

This time though, the parking lot hasn't been cleaned since before the snow started.

"Every once in awhile I like to step away from my register and venture out among the living. Today was a day for that adventure. I was assigned to rake the grass primarily to pick up all the loose paper and other items that accumulated in the grassy area during the winter. I started in the highly traveled area of the grass and raked up the usual accumulation of leaves.

Perusing further, I catch a glimpse of a few other items:

Cigarette butts, LOTS of cigarette butts

Tin cans

A used latex glove

Oh, I found a dime

Eww, a used condom

A cigarette box

And, what is that round thing? I get closer, and I poke at it with my rake. It's hard as a rock. What could it be? I get closer, UGH, it's a pile of puke, hardened over the winter."