January 3, 2013 by meximo70
Me: (ringing in 12 pack of Coors Light) how’s it going today?
Girl: good. Say, you wouldn’t have that in a 24 pack would ya? I didn’t see any in the cooler.
Me: I’ll have someone check for ya. (into microphone) Greg, can you check and see if we have any Coors Light in a case back there?
Greg: i’m on it!
Girl’s Boyfriend: (comes in) What the *CENSORED* is taking so *CENSORED* long? Jeezus *CENSORED* Christ!
Girl: I’m just seeing if they have this in a—
BF: these people are nothing but dumb *CENSORED*! Every time i come in here they always *CENSORED* up something! They’re idiots!
Girl: he’s trying to see if—
BF: (to me) how do you live with yourself? I guess you don’t have to be too *CENSORED* smart to work at a *CENSORED* gas station, do ya?
Girl: just chill out!
BF: NO! I hate coming here for anything! They all suck!
Me: yet…here you are…in my store.
BF: *CENSORED* you! You *CENSORED* idiot!
Me: you wanna tone the language down, we do have kids in here.
BF: I don’t give a *CENSORED*!
Me: well, then i’m gonna have to ask you to leave the store then.
BF: Who’s gonna make me? YOU?? You’re just a worthless *CENSORED* gas station employee!
Me: I’ll just have the police come and remove you. That will be embarassing for you. But I’m guessing you’re used to embarassing yourself.
BF: *CENSORED* you! Have the cops remove me? Are you too big of a *CENSORED* to remove me yourself?
Me: Oh, you don’t want me to remove you. Besides, you’re not worth doing losing my job over.
Girl: um…can you just ring this 12 pack in and I’ll get out of here?
Me: absolutely. I hope the rest of your 4th of July goes better…but judging by the looks of things, you may need this 12 pack for yourself.
BF: the hell is that supposed to mean? I’m gonna come back here and kick your *CENSORED* *CENSORED*!!
Me: i get off at 8pm. Meet me off the property.
BF: I’ll be there, *CENSORED*!!
I got off at 8pm. Greg never found a case of Coors Light. I Grabbed a soda and a banana and went outside to my car. he never showed up. sigh.