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kierthos ([personal profile] kierthos) wrote2009-05-11 05:11 am

Only two and a half more hours to kill

I've had five customers and two homeless people in tonight. Part of me hopes it's this dead for the rest of the week. I mean, look, I don't want the store to be doing so badly that we have to start cutting hours, but apparently, this week is the "we're remodeling parts of the store, but we're not actually going to close the store" week.

I can't understand that at all. Every other business I've seen, unless it was something damned simple, if they're remodeling, they close. Us? We stay open. Never mind that they're probably going to be ripping up the carpet in the entire store, or repainting, or whatever. Nope, we're going to be open!

And guess which shift most of the work is going to happen on? That's right... mine.

So, I can only hope it's dead this week in terms of customers. Or that they walk in, see a bloody flaming mess of a remodel, and decide to come back later (or just wait until another store is open).

But who am I kidding? We're in the middle of wedding season. I'm sure to have some Bridezilla in at some point, because she waited until the last minute for something for her middle of the week wedding. (I see a lot less Bridezillas now that I don't really work weekends any more.)

[identity profile] ed-dirt.livejournal.com 2009-05-11 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
I worked in a USA gas station in Sacramento in the 80's, and when they totally gutted the place to turn it into a convenience store/gas station, they kept one island open and parked a fucking camper (sans pickup) in the bays and for us to use as the "office".

They sold cigarettes and oil too, so the fucking camper was packed full of boxes of 30W and cartons of smokes. There was barely enough room to sit in that fucking camper, and since nobody could tell the place was still open I had about one customer a night (I worked graveyard)which means that I had nothing to do all night except sit in that fucking camper (can you tell how much I liked it?)surrounded by oil and tobacco, with a crappy little Mr. Coffee as my only source of warmth ( it was the middle of winter).

It took them two weeks to get the place ready.

so yeah, I can sympathize.