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Mhm, lets see…
Today is Tuesday, so I guess I can start from Sunday, when stuff started happening.
For Sunday being July 4th, it wasn’t as busy as I thought it would be. It was actually a bit slow. o.o
Later in my shift, this group of guys came in the gift shop.
Group of guys: Do you sell magazines?
Aleia: No, sorry, we only sell the newspapers you see out in the lobby.
Guys: So you guys don’t sell porn?
Aleia: Um, no. o.o;;;;
Guys: *Tee hee hee* Do you, uh, know of any hott girl co workers who would like to do us some favors?
Aleia: *blink* o.o;;;
Guys: *Tee hee hee*
Aleia: u_u;;;
They eventually left me alone, and I was just like 0.o;;;
Oy. u_u
There was a newish kid in training when I got to the gift shop, where I was scheduled. He was newish in the sense that he was a lobby boy before, but he was in training to work the registers. He had to stay his last three hours with me.
Being in the gift shop is a bit of a lonely job, as you are the only cashier, and the shop is pretty separated from the rest of the plaza. Being the only cashier basicly means that you are the only person in the whole shop, no one to talk to except when one of the lobby people come over to restock the soda fridge or something.
So having someone to talk to was pretty nice, as we got along pretty well.
For some reason, he confided in me who the girls he thought were hott were (a lot of them were at Starbucks <.<;;; ), who he asked out (A girl at Starbucks), about how the one waitress chicka at Bob’s turned him down, because she was 20, he was 16, and she said he was just a cute little baby.
Him: I am not a baby! I am 16! There is only four years difference between us… =\
Aleia: *holds in her laughing*
With some of the stuff he was doing, it was making me wonder if he was trying to get me to laugh.
I mean, like when I was messing with the jewelry case, he came over and started wearing the stuff on display.
Then he rang up customers bejeweled in glitzy flashy bracelets and necklaces.
Just the startled looks on their faces…oh, it was priceless
XD
I told him about how the one guy I sometimes talk to, how it seemed that he flirts with me, but I cant tell. He said “Oh, well if he is flirting with you, then I need a heart to heart with him”
I wonder what he meant by that. >:|
The guy I was talking about came in, to stock the soda stuffs. The dork I was working with called out “Hey, do you flirt with Aleia?”
The guy came over and put his arms around me, and started talking in a high pitched voice. All I could do was stand there and blush. A lot.
Well, it was embarrassing! =\
Yeah, I was pretty angry at that dork…and if it isn’t obvious to you, then I am not going to explain it. u_u
I was kind of ignoring him, because I was kinda angry/annoyed. I reached over to straiten up some boxes, when he asked me what was on my wrist.
Guy: Whats that?
Aleia: Nothing u_u
Guy: Hmm, so you are a self mutilator, I see?
Aleia: Shut up.
Guy: Why do you do that crazy stuff? =\
Aleia: It’s a long story <.<;;
Guy: Well, we still have a long time left =)
Aleia: No thanks >:|
The rest of his shift, he kept doing silly stuff. When I didn’t react, his attempts at being funny climbed to extremely obvious, so just in case I doubted that he was trying to make me laugh before, I most certainly couldn’t doubt his attempts now.
Geesh u_u
*sigh*
Mhm, yesterday I had work from 12 pm, and I couldn’t clock out until 9:30pm.
It was a very, mhm, eventful day. <.<;;;
This disheveled looking guy came in, and just stood near the register. He didn’t say anything to me. He just stood there, staring off into space. I was getting a bit nervous, because he didn’t say anything, even when I asked him if I could help him with anything. After a minute, he seemed to shake himself out of some kind of trance, and started acting…alive?
Guy: Do you, uh, sell, uh, caffeine pills?
Aleia: Mhm! *reaches the high shelf to bring it down*
Guy: *sees package and looks crestfallen* You guys don’t, uh, sell the snortable kind, right?
Aleia: *blink* Um, I don’t think…there is a snortable kind of caffeine…
Guy: Oh well, I can crush it up in the van. You know, when you snort this stuff, it gives you a huge rush, like wow. It’s like WHOA! *nods fervently*
Aleia:* I wonder if I am allowed to sell him this?* o.o
Guy: *is still nodding enthusiastically*
Aleia: *blinks*
Guy: *starts muttering incomprehensible things*
Aleia: *gets a bit scared*
<.<;;;
Heh. The porn guys from the previous day had come back.
I recognized them because they were still wearing the same clothes.
Guy: Do you guys sell magazines?
Aleia: No, we don’t.
Guy: So you guys don’t sell porn?
Aleia: No, I guess not.
Guy: You have a cute face, but you are too fat to be sexually attractive, to be sexy. Of course, you already know what I mean.
Aleia: *gives up and laughs* Dude, get out of here. You’re freaking retarded, you know that?
*guy obviously takes offense and leaves*
Goodness gracious >:|
Yes. Yesterday was a very long day. u_u
This guy came in and handed me a wad of bills. He said he found them on the lobby floor, that if anyone came in looking for lost money, that I had it.
I was rendered pretty speechless.
I mean, come on, he turned in money he found. He could have pocketed it, say nothing to anyone.
I crushed my thumb on the one heavy cabinet. There is a nice white line on my thumbnail, and it hurt like crazy. I almost cried ;_;
The head manager was there when it happened, and she got me a bag of ice.
Word spread around, of course.
<.<;;
Actually, it wasn’t such a bad thing, that word spread around. That kind of stuff only annoys me, because people gossip about the stupidest things. Because word spread, I didn’t have to close up by myself, which is already a hard thing to do alone, as a lot of the things you have to drag around are extremely heavy, shelve things that come off pretty easily, tend to want to tip over, and don’t have wheels. Yes, that causes problems u_u
The one lobby guy heard about it and swept and mopped the shop for me.
The only guy from Starbucks that shift came over and helped me drag everything over, to where it was supposed to be, so I could lock up.
mhm ^_^
I asked a manager what I was supposed to do with the money the guy found and gave me. She told me there was no way they could hold it, because it is highly doubtful that the person is going to know exactly how much they lost, and they probably would figure that someone took it anyways, and not bother to call in about it.
She said it was mine.
It felt like stealing, for some reason
=\
My mom canceled call waiting, so that means that we aren't allowed to have the internet on during the day or evening.
Whee u_u
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