Monday, February 27, 2012

Where everyone's problems go to die

I thought today, work is where I go to forget my problems...and a friend said "or where all your problems exist." But really, its where everyone else's problems exist. It gets pretty desperate around here, although I haven't seen any huge freak outs just yet. Someone came in today, we took his chain and said 40 dollars. He was like arguing, asking for 45 over and over. Sometimes I've seen it work, if they are a repeat customer with good credit.

Someone just came in and pulled out his tooth out of his mouth. Directly. Out. Of. His. Mouth. That is so gross. In that case, we have to use gloves. You'd think it'd be okay to refuse such filth, but no, we are in fact required to accept the pawn. I'm glad it wasn't me at that window because it would've been dirty looks all around on my end.

Our bathroom is out of order so we're relegated to using the McDonalds bathroom next store. Being that this neighborhood is a hot-bed of prostitution (no pun intended), I'm PUMPED about using the public restroom.

My manager just said I have to be ready by next Monday, which is 2 weeks before my due date for "being ready". I'm gonna try to push it the 30 days. I'm enjoying nights and learning a lot. I'll write more later if anything else happens.

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