Thursday, April 10, 2008

It was the best of nights, it was the worst of nights... OK. There was no best. Nope.

Ok, this second job thing has proven to be um... educational.

I know it wasn't a full moon tonight but DAYUM. And pickles.

When I arrived for my shift, three cars of people were engaged in an arm-flailing screaming match in the parking lot. Some white woman (customer) went OFF on the poor black man in line behind her for apparently being black. What ... the... hell. He started yelling back at her for being a crazy white beyotch (which oh she most definitely definitely was) and we thought they were going to start throwing punches. Just as the manager was getting ready to call the police, she decided to leave. Good lord.

Some guy flapped his hands in my face - I have no idea why.

That was the tip of the Krazy iceberg tonight.

I am reminded why I am naturally an introvert. People are scaaaaaary. If you need me, I'll be hiding under thebed.


Curiosity Killer said...

I'm impressed you actually stuck around long enough to see the crazy woman leave. I'd be hiding when people start screaming already.

Reluctant Housewife said...

Wow. That's... um, nuts (for lack of a better word).

I used to be an operator for the local phone company (Hello is this the person to whom I am speaking?) and we'd have nights like that... STRANGE calls, strange requests... But I've never had anyone all up in my grill with their crazy.

I'll send a care package to:
Under the Bed

frannie said...

wow-- what a bunch of weirdo's!

Heather J. said...

Golly, it's like watching Jerry Springer and getting paid to do it, (you have to look at the silver lining.)

I so do not envy you, your second job.

Here's to a better today......

Betsey Booms said...

Good gah, lady!

Suzie said...

Make room for me under there. Everyone seems to be nuts as of late.

Anonymous said...

I'm with Suzie. Is there room for one more?