Spawnie's Life as a Retail Slut
Saturday, September 17, 2005
I was working last night at the gas station, minding my own business, when this drunk lady pulled in to get gas. She pulled to the pump that's at the end of the lot, that pump is pre-pay only. She got mad when I told her that over the speaker. She something along the lines of, "Fuck this pre-pay shit, I'm not doing it. So, me being the good employee that I am, refuse to turn on the pump for her, until she pre-pays. She staggers in, she's totally wasted, and reeks like a brewery.
She pre-pays for her gas, and staggers back out. The police roll in, like they do everynight, to get coffee. I was talking to them, and she staggers back in, because she has change coming. This time she is all polite and nice, because the cops are there. I give her, her change, and she staggers off.
The cops give me a weird look, and asked me about her. I said that she's drunk. The cops laughed, and went to a window, to watch her leave.
The drunk gets in her car, and pulls away. On her attempted drive, she comes about 3 inches, from wiping out a gas pump. She then backs up, and gives it a second try.
Success, she pulls away without hitting anything, and takes off down the street.
The cops smile, tell me to have a good evening, and leave. They jump into their car, hit the lights, and take off.
Ha, that's what you get for driving drunk, and being rude to the gas station cashier.
Don't fuck with the man behind the counter.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 11:46 PM
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Hello there. When I get bored on-line, I just read blogs of people I don't. One blog I found that got my interest, was one from a Gay couple in Toronto, who were blogging about a 16 year old boy in TN. I found a link to his blog, and went there. I was shocked at what I read.
Apparently, the owner of the blog, is a 16 year old, who came out, and told his parents, that he was gay. His family are Christians, and we know how most Christians deal with homosexuality. His parents went off the deep end. The said that they were bad parents, and didn't raise him right. That kinda stuff.
After a few weeks, they decided they were going to send him to a "camp". This camp teaches that homosexuality, is a choice, and that it goes against all of God's teachings. They "train" you to be straight, so that you don't sin. The camp is called Love in Action.
Here is the camp's web site.
I read more about it on his blog, and found their list of rules. The only alone time you get is when you are using the bathroom. Your bedroom door has to remain open at all times. You have to be escorted everywhere you go. If you are off of the camp for a while, and need to use the public bathroom, you have to be escorted there by your parent. You can't watch T.V. , read the newspaper. There is no radio, or computers with internet access. It basically is a little brainwashing camp.
Here we are living in America. A country that was founded by people looking to escape persecution, and here we go, persecuting others. We have become what we escaped. I just don't understand it anymore. I mean we always have to find someone to put beneath us. Since everyone else has gotten civil rights, now we'll go after people who are different based on their sexual orientation.
Everyone is different, that's what makes us all unique and special. We need to respect everyone. I believe that giant statue that stands up in New York says something like this on it. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free". I guess you can't be gay though. You can be poor and we'll welcome you in, but if you're born here, and gay, we hate you.
I saw a movie years ago, based on a camp like this. It was some b grade soft porn movie. It was a movie, and I didn't think that there would actually be camps like this, I guess I was wrong. I was always under the impression to not believe everything you see in movies, I guess I'm gonna have to change my thought processes.
This camp should be shut down, and the "teachers" there should all be stabbed. If I was a Christian, I'd be disgraced to call myself one after hearing about this camp.
I now dislike this country, and the Christians that run it even more.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 7:05 PM
Monday, June 13, 2005
Starting next week, I'm now the night manager at the parts store. They pay was a little less then what I expected, but it's still not bad.
My boss at the gas station is going to kill me. She has the schedule made up for the next 3 weeks. D'oh !
Oh well. I'll cover some day shifts, and I can still do a couple of night a week.
Maybe she won't hate me too much.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 8:48 PM
Sunday, June 12, 2005
I now have 2 blogs that I post on, so now I'll have 2 blogs that will rarely ever get updated. This one I'm keeping about work, the other one covers the rest of my life. And with me working 80 hours a week, it doesn't leave much else.
The auto parts store needs a "midnight manager". We are open until midnight, the want a manager, that will work from like 3 pm to 1 am five nights a week. My name was dropped as a good candidate. yay !
The position will be filled by June 20th, so if I don't get it, they are going to give it to someone else.
I think it's fair, that I make what other managers would make. I'd be a 4th manager. 3rd managers make 550/week. I said that I want to make that also. The DM says I want too much for it, and can hire someone else to do it for less then that. My boss is fighting for me. He asked his boss why hire someone off the street that you'd have to train fully, that doesn't know the business, when you can promote one of the better employees up, that would only need 2 weeks of training, versus the guy off the street, that needs 8 weeks of training.
Then again, they wanted to promote the parts manager up to be the night manager, and he doesn't want it, because he'd have to work midnights. They offered him a $25/week raise. He is at $525/week now, that would put him at $550/week, which is what I'm asking. The top 3 managers get bonus every month, while the night manager doesn't. That's another reason why I feel I should get the same pay as the 3rd manager. He gets bonus, I don't.
Oh well. We'll see what happens. I'm supposed to have a meeting with my store manager and his boss this week to talk about this some more.
I'll let ya know what happens.
The only problem with taking this job, is that this kills the moving idea, unless I can get transferred to a store in ChicagoLand that needs a night manager.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 11:10 PM
Saturday, June 04, 2005
There you have it folks. I'm a nutcase. Go figure.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 1:49 AM
You are a maniac
It doesn't matter who they are and what they
have or haven't done. You still want to kill
them. And for a simple reason only; it's fun.
Seeing people in pain is like ecstasy. Maybe
you have some sort of mental problems or you
are this way because of previous deep scars,
only you know. But now you are sadistic and
maybe you only like to see a special group of
people be in pain (e.g. preps). However you are
not the most social person in the bunch and
people think you are weird. That bothers you
somewhat but atleast you can entertain yourself
with daydreaming about killing them. After all,
they have no idea what's coming.
Main weapon: Explosives and torture
Quote: "Insanity: a perfect
rational adjustment to an insane world" -
Facial expression: Wicked smile
What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]
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TheGuyOnTheCouch at 1:04 AM
Monday, May 30, 2005
Packing and cleaning are fun ! Yay ! I'm packing my stuff up, and I'm doing it in a logical way this time. So I'm going through stuff, tossing what is old, and stuff I don't need, and re-packing everything else up, with similar things.
I find a box, that is full of random things, which I'm trying to avoid doing this time. Among the randomness of this box, I find pictures of my ex. D'oh ! I though I put those somewhere else. I went and looked through them, and remembered how happy I used to be.
I was happy back then, always happy. I want to be happy again. I can't get back together with my ex, but I want every other aspect of my life back then back. I want the good paying job. I want the friends and family. I want to go back to where I didn't have to worry about how I was going to pay my bills. I want to have friends to go out and do things with on a Friday night.
So, I think I've come to a decision. I'm going to move back to Chicago, maybe. The only thing that will keep me in Michigan, is if I get this promotion at work, or I meet the woman of my dreams. Both of those things don't look like they are happening, so it's off to Chicago I go.
Blah, back to pre-moving type things.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 8:30 PM
Hmmm, for some reason the image won't load, oh well. We all know what Gonzo looks like anyway. You are Gonzo the Great.
You love everyone, and still you get shot out of a
cannon on a regular basis. Oh, and you are
completely insane and have a strange
fascination for chickens.
ALSO KNOWN AS:
The Great Gonzo, Gonzo the Great, Just Plain Weird
Tapdancing blindfolded on tapioca while balancing a
piano on his nose, backwards, five times fast.
"From Here to Eternity...with no brakes."
FAVORITE TV SHOW:
"Touched By An Anvil"
"No parachute? Wow! This is so cool!"
What Muppet are you?
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TheGuyOnTheCouch at 8:01 PM
Saturday, May 28, 2005
I know, it's been a while, blah blah blah blah.
New things going on at work.
At the day job, the auto parts store, there is talk of promoting me. The store I work at, is open until Midnight, so they are looking for a night manager. They don't have one, there was talk of making me the night manager. My schedule would change, plus I would have to change my schedule at the gas station, but it's doable for a promotion. I would work 5 nights a week, from 3pm 10 12:30am 5 days a week. Not to shabby, and not too bad of a schedule.
The gas station. Business sucks, there is major road construction where we are, and half the street is closed. If things continue the way that they are going, corporate, is thinking about closing us at midnight. That would suck, because that is the only shift I can work. Although, if I do get this promotion at work. Then it doesn't matter if they close the station at midnight.
I'm employee of the month for May ! Go Me ! I got to be employee of the month for May, because at 2 in the morning, someone came in and mystery shopped me, and I got a 100%. Go figure. I guess I'm not as much of an asshole that everyone says I am.
Got thing to do.
TheGuyOnTheCouch at 9:14 AM