CieL
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I'm sure at least one time during the duration of employment, something 'memorable' has happened to each and every one of us.
Today I was almost traumatised.
I was working a night shift today. Had a 15min break and decided to step outside to the side of the store where we have seats to sit on. There is also a trolley bay running alongside the store. The seats were wet so I decided to sit on the frame of the trolley bay, facing the wall.
Suddenly I hear this dribbling noise behind me on the other end of the trolley bay. There was an old man who's a regular at the store standing facing me with his arms on his hips. It was really dark so I couldnt really make out anything. It had also been raining, so I thought the sound probably came from the pipes..
But I listened closer, and looked at the gound.. There was a huge patch of wetness on the ground where the old man was standing.
I was like OH MY GOD. This guy is fucking pissing in public, facing me. Disgusting.
I run past him [avoiding the huge puddle he made] and into the store. I see him all the time when I'm working too! Served him several times.
About two hours later he comes into the store and lines up in my lane. He was holding two bottles and a loaf of bread in his dirty hands. I greet like usual, he says he's good, and asks me how I am. Of course I say, "I'm great".. and then he lowers his voice and says, "You tell me you're great.......... but how are you really?"
And I'm like, "Oh... i'm really good. Seriously."
Like what else am I meant to say? "I loooooooooooove watching old men piss in public" ?
Today I was almost traumatised.
I was working a night shift today. Had a 15min break and decided to step outside to the side of the store where we have seats to sit on. There is also a trolley bay running alongside the store. The seats were wet so I decided to sit on the frame of the trolley bay, facing the wall.
Suddenly I hear this dribbling noise behind me on the other end of the trolley bay. There was an old man who's a regular at the store standing facing me with his arms on his hips. It was really dark so I couldnt really make out anything. It had also been raining, so I thought the sound probably came from the pipes..
But I listened closer, and looked at the gound.. There was a huge patch of wetness on the ground where the old man was standing.
I was like OH MY GOD. This guy is fucking pissing in public, facing me. Disgusting.
I run past him [avoiding the huge puddle he made] and into the store. I see him all the time when I'm working too! Served him several times.
About two hours later he comes into the store and lines up in my lane. He was holding two bottles and a loaf of bread in his dirty hands. I greet like usual, he says he's good, and asks me how I am. Of course I say, "I'm great".. and then he lowers his voice and says, "You tell me you're great.......... but how are you really?"
And I'm like, "Oh... i'm really good. Seriously."
Like what else am I meant to say? "I loooooooooooove watching old men piss in public" ?