Hello, I work at a gas station, and I have been making it so far. Most of my jobs in life have been either gas station or some kind of customer service work. I have seen a lot of things doing these jobs and frankly people never cease to fucking amaze me. I pride myself on great customer service and can keep my cool generally but today has really tested me.
So today had actually started pretty good, didn't oversleep and did my hair, I'm a male in the red south and have recently dyed it blue, not that it pertains to the story I guess. But you can grasp the general level of selfish, headstrong pricks I usually deal with. I've grown accustomed to it. A man comes in today and at first base meeting we get along alright, the usual “how ya doin, is that all, would you like your change b.s.” all good. Well after awhile he comes back in and starts telling me how he has wasted four dollars on our air pump and that the machine is TAKING air pressure from him. Now I feel dread but also some hope that this can go smoothly..nope.
I begin telling him politely that there is nothing I can do for him as I cannot just give him money and that I don't carry cash. Those air pumps do not belong to our store so you have to get ahold of the company. So after a minute of grumbling he leaves, we he returns a bit later and begins giving us shit, my coworker and I. I once again apologize and explain the situation again, my hands are tied but I could call my manager if he would like. Well cue the dramatics, he decides that he's had enough says it's bullshit and we should put a sign on it, that it's our problem. Proceeds to leave and take the trash can outside the exit, slings it to the ground and screams. Now at this point I am beyond angry but trying to keep my cool and just call my manager, explaining the situation. Later he returns with a sob story and almost cries while I'm with a customer “man I'm sorry just, my mom died today and I gotta get to the morgue” I feel for him, if he's telling the truth then it's a terrible thing to happen. But my hands are tied. Eventually he gets impatient waiting for my manager who told me “Just let me take a shower then I'll head over.” He has to prepare for going to the bar after all, have to keep up appearances instead of doing his job. What else is new..
The sir in question, miserable little piss ant that he is returns, I had a cigarette to try and calm down. And once again I'm with a customer. Here he comes asking g if I can just fucking give my manager his number..I take a breath and count to ten, I'm too upset to multitask right now and he's already upset me greatly. Finally I say “Sir I'm very sorry if you give me just a second or two I will gladly help you. My manager is speeding here and will be here shortly.” It seems this poor fuck head doesn't like that. After all I'm just some loser working at a gas station, who doesn't deserve common respect or anything. Fuck me right? Well he agrees! He goes “so you're not gonna fucking help me then?” He asks with venom dripping in his voice, and I decide…nah. I tell him “actually no, I won't.” Oo oo oo lemme tell you he didn't like that “well fuck you. Fuck you and fuck this store, you piece of shit!” And unfortunately I lost it. He probably heard me but I lost it in front of customers, I slammed my fists on the register loudly and belted out “No fuck you, you stupid fucking inbred piece of shit!” And a few more unsavory things. But he goes out and stays at his car. Manager finally shows up fresh as a daisy and I point to the car, he comes into the store (my manager) and before going to confront the customer the guy drives away, I flipped the car off. And proceeded to try and calm down….4 dollars. I'm tired of people.