Yes, 7-Eleven
I couldn't help myself, something usually interesting happens to me at 7-eleven
for example tonight, I hadn't eaten all day and I had a hankerin' for some pizza
if you've never had pizza from 7-eleven
you've never had pizza
period
-The Seagrams Lady-
so I'm at the counter and I order a large
the dude goes to the back and gets out a frozen one
while he's unwrapping it a woman comes flying in
she's one of those old toothless hags
and looks like she's chewing her gums when her mouth is closed
she screams, "do you sell 7-up?"
the guy, who's foreign says, "ya ya, 7-up over there" and points to the sodas
I'm standing there with my arms folded thinking...duh
as the woman walks by me I get a whiff of why she needs 7-up
she reeks of alchohol
and from my experience, it's Seagrams 7 if she's asking for 7-up
now she's back there and still can't find it
and yells that to us
then she gets her friend to help
no good
meanwhile, my pizza is cooked and the dude is slicing it
this "lady" is still back there and yells, "I can't find it! Where's the 7-up?"
the guy yells back, "back there!"
then she yells, "come back here and help me!"
he yells, "you wait"
then she starts cussing and throwing shit
he yells at her and rings me up
I get my pizza and get the hell outta dodge
it takes 90 seconds to make that pizza
that was the longest 90 seconds I ever went through
-Nub Cup-
another time I was in line at another 7-eleven
the guy in front of me was buying two drinks
when I looked closer I noticed he was missing a hand
he paid for his stuff and left
I paid for my things and left as well
this 7-eleven was next to a little city park
as I drove by the park I saw the guy sitting on a bench in the park
he was drinking one drink
and he had the other cup on the bench next to him
and he had his nub in the cup
I guess his little nub needed a break from the elements
that or his little nub was thirsty
-Lisa Hagle The HR Lady-
So on the weekends I had to work at 5 am
usually I wouldn't go to sleep for this shift
and I would go in an hour late
I would get there at 6 and make sure everything was ok
our clock in system was web based
we would go to a website and punch in
well since it was web based I would go into the system and change the clock back an hour
then punch in
then since everything was cool at my post, I'd run to the 7-eleven and get some grub
I got into a buzzed conversation with the clerk once:
clerk:"You going to work?"
me:"Yeah." (unwrap my breakfast taco and begin to eat it)
clerk:"I'm fixin to get off here in a little bit."
me:"ah the overnight shift. Do you like that?"
Clerk:" Yeah man, I get to see all the freaks here in Austin."
me:"I bet man, I've seen some weird stuff at 7-elevens. I could tell you some stories"
clerk:"(laughs) yeah, from 1 to 5 am it's a mad house, I think I'd have you beat."
and with that I said goodbye and went to work
this was a regular Sat morning routine
I'd been cheating the clock in system for months now
so Monday my ex-boss Dusty comes into master control and says, "check your email, if you got one from Lisa you're in trouble."
I check mine and no email from Lisa
now let me introduce Lisa,
she was the HR lady at the station
this is what she looks like
isn't she beautiful?
her hair must have been feeling ill on this picture day
it's usually as high as the cowboy hat on the Arby's sign
to scale
and if you think this pic is something you should see her in person
to walk behind her is a thing of beauty
she's one of those women whose tits are as big as her ass
and I'm talking big here folks
and she has a lisp
not the th lisp you know like "thorry I mithed your party"
it was the spit one
so you can imagine what it sounded like when she said Vince
now her story is that her department, Human Resources was outsourced
and instead of being let go she became the programming director for the station
and she had no experience and she still acted like the HR lady and refused to do her programming director job
so we missed all kinds of feeds
but she took upon herself to invistigate some clock in discrepencies
she noticed that the punch ins were coming from servers outside the station network
which means that people were clocking in at home and coming to work up to four hours later
so she printed out all of the door access times
she called all of the offenders to her office and showed them their clock in times versus the door access times
basically she busted them
now the reason I never got caught is because I only used the work computers and I always made myself 5 of 10 minutes late instead of on time everytime
anyway, I continued my little trick and kept grabbing breakfast at 7-eleven
meanwhile, there was a witch hunt for Lisa's head going on while I was still working there
-Lessons For My Son-
Now while technically this didn't happen at a 7-eleven it did happen as I was coming out of one
So I was leaving a 7-eleven and was going to go to the red box
there was someone already there so I got in Smoky and drove right next door which had another redbox
as I was driving around it looked like a woman was squatting next to the red box
it looked like she was peeing
her skirt was up and everything
I wasn't sure then I saw a stream of piss coming out of her dress
I was parked and when I saw that I backed up and left
because I thought to myself
this is a good lesson if I ever have a son
I'd tell him ," son, never touch a dead bat on the sidewalk, usually only rabid bats can be found in the daylight in plain sight." and also," never go near a woman that pees out in the open, if she's that free who knows what's in her pee myst."
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