Posted by Isis at 132.236.35.61 on July 09, 2001 at 15:23:51:
In Reply to: Are you or have you ever been.....A Clerk??? posted by El Bandito Joe on July 09, 2001 at 14:12:57:
Yes, I have been a convenience store clerk at one point during my college career mostly to support my dope habit. And indeed I must have been stoned to work there, for it was hell. Nothing exciting ever happened except the owner and his main managers were always down in the basement snorting coke, and the employees were constantly stealing beer and cigarettes and sleeping with each other (not to mention making "creative choices" with the food being served, but I don't want to frighten anyone). Pretty much like every other clerk job.
To keep this sort of on-topic I have noticed that anyone who works as a clerk for more than three months begins to take on the resigned Dante attitude. They all take on that sort of helpless, destined to suffer, my life is misery but I struggle on because I can do nothing else hangdog look. I don't know why it is all clerks develop a martyr complex, but it's fascinating. It's like the dilemma of modern capitalistic man is distilled and intensified in this one figure who sits on the bottom of the workforce food chain.
: Just a question for everyone that posts here, Have you ever held or are you currently in the position of Convenient Store Clerk?
: If so what time in your life was it? Ever got robbed? Any interesting stories to tell?
: Although I wasnt a clerk, I used to work a taco shop built inside an exxon gas station/convenient store and I had to share all the duties and situations with the full time clerks that did work there. So I was a clerk, except I was a clerk that made tacos too. It wasnt a bad position, me and the others that worked there never went hungry, and the boss never caught us eating the products. Every friday night shift was the funnest, we would get the most unusual people...We had these two repeat customers that always came around the store, they were to stoners (no kidding) One was Robert, the other, I cant remember his name...but everytime they came in they were in a different car, one day I asked them about that and they told us they were repo guys working for a car lot. Robert was a short Latin guy that always dressed in some pimpin' threads, and the other was a tall black guy with all gold teeth and cornrows...They would come in everynight stoned or tore up...and they would ask for free tacos, so naturally since they were so cool I would hook them up with big ass tacos and burritos.They would stay and just bullshit with us for an hour or two and then leave. The funniest thing was we were located a mile down the road from a gypsy camp...Oh my god, they were a "Fine" group of customers, whiny, and they talked so fast we could never understand what they were saying...And every monday night was a slow night so we would go into the cooler and open up a few beers, and we had Maddog 20/20 in the store so I would drink down a bottle of that cheap but effective stuff...so naturally when clerks came out, I was magnetically drawn to it, I was like "Oh shit, those guys are like me!" Believe Me there were many times I wanted to rip into the occational customer, and a few times, I did.
: Well that is my story, anyone else got something?
: Chris Campos