Posted by TKD27 at spider-th063.proxy.aol.com on July 09, 2001 at 14:55:17:
In Reply to: Re: Are you or have you ever been.....A Clerk??? posted by Mister Smosh on July 09, 2001 at 14:35:34:
My cousin works at a gas station. He told me that someone once came in and asked if they sold gas there. I swear.
Matt
: I haven't been a Clerk in the sense of working for a convience store, however, I worked 6 months at a supermarket followed by 5 years of retail hell in the madness called KMart. K Mart had it's daily customers, just like any convience store, and they had their own stupid ass questions. Whether it was bottom of the barrel white trash asking for shotgun ammunition, or old ladies trying to rip you off on Top Soil, they were horrible. But nothing compared to having to mix fucking paint for some of these jackasses. Every employee who knew how to mix paint dreaded that duty. Guys weren't that bad, except the gay ones, it was really the women who bitched and bitched about the color not being EXACTLY like the color on the little card sample. I swear to God I wanted to wring some of their necks. The best revenge story I have is about this rich ass yuppie couple who came in for potting soil. I worked in the Patio department during the summer and it was hell. Especially in the swealtering heat and it being busy as all hell. One Weekend day, this couple comes in and starts bitching about everything, about how long they had to wait in line, waiting to ring them up, waiting for us to load 10 bags of 40 lb. potting soil into their JAGUAR. Anyway, I had enough when the woman yuppie told me that it'd be my ass if I ruined her SUEDE interior in her TRUNK. Well, I just had to rip open the bottom of the first three bags so that her SUEDE would be ruined. I felt better after that.
: This is for all gas station attendents. My brother has been a manager for BP for a number of years and his stories are the best. My personal favorite is how this trash guy once brought his trash kid in one morning and announced to everyone in the place how he was going to be buying "3 Bibles". The bibles in question were Auto Trader, Truck Trader, and RV/Trailer Trader. My bro said that the kid was so excited when his Dad let him carry his "bibles" out the door. On a side note, if I ever hear an old guy call me "Chief" or "boss", I'm going to kill him. Just kidding.
: Smosh