Hi Internet People,
Yesterday was honestly a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Okay that’s a little extreme. It was a rough day with some very lovely highlights. The day started off on a bad foot when I woke up earlier than planned because of a random phone call, which came a half hour before my alarm went off. I lounged around the house for a bit with my sister and my friend Bri, which was nice, but then I had to actually get ready for the day. I learned that I didn’t get a job that I had applied for. Mind you I still have a job, I just applied for another one. That was a little upsetting, but I tried to stay positive. At least I have a job still and this means I just have to keep looking for others.
Right before I left for work I found out that my pen pal, who I haven’t heard from in almost a year, had sent me a postcard. Not just any postcard, but a really cool Titanic postcard. Work started a bit rough, but I was prepared for it. I knew I was going to get the run down of things that needed fixing around the store and what our manager thought we had messed up in the past week. After my manager left the store was kind of busy, but nothing too bad. That’s when I learned something awful happened.
A customer came up to inform me that someone had thrown up in our drinking fountain. As the only employee working this meant I was going to have to clean it. I grabbed gloves and the very few cleaning supplies that we had available and headed to the back of the store. The fountain was so full that I had to scoop puke out and even then it still looked disgusting. I did what I could, called my manager and the opener to make sure someone would bring more cleaning supplies to disinfect the drinking fountain, and sprayed a ton of fabreze everywhere. Things were going fine after that, until I got a phone call about 15 minutes before close.
Now the video store I work at rents regular movies and also has a small section devoted to adult movies. We sometimes get people who call about our adult room. I’ve had bachelor party hosts call, curious people call to settle bets, and there are some people who call to see if we have specific movies in stock. The call I received immediately started off weird and I just prepared myself to deal with it.
Mr. Mystery Caller immediately asked if we rented porn, not that odd of a question and it has a pretty straightforward answer. Then he asked if I had gay porn. I told him I honestly didn’t know and then he said what about “shemales.” Seriously that’s what he said next. I again responded I don’t know. I really don’t know what the topics of our adult movies are, I just put them on the shelves in alphabetical order every so often. After that he asked if I could go in the back and check. I responded that I still wouldn’t know if we had what he was looking for and then that’s when things got extra weird. He said he wanted to “beat his meat,” yeah a really classy guy over here. He then said “You sound cute, why don’t you send me pics?” Yep, creepy dude asked me for pics over the phone. Now a normal person probably would have just hung up, but I was so fed up with this jerk and my day that I said that it’s impossible to do anything like that with a landline. Then he said, “I’m going to go masturbate,” and I hung up the phone. So yeah, the joys of working alone at night in a store that has adult movies.
Then I went out for drinks and snacks with my sister and Bri, live tweeted Stitchers, and chatted with some people on Twitter. All of that helped me to relax and wind down after the worst day of work I have ever had at any job ever. I have today and tomorrow off and I am just going to relax as much as I can. There is going to be a lot of napping.
Talk to ya tomorrow,