Day 20. A 3-11 shift on the day after Thanksgiving.
You wanna know how my day went? Neither toilet was working all day. We had to put up a barricade to prevent people from getting back there. And at least 20 people asked to use the restroom today, including an out-of-breath fat guy who looked (and sounded) like he was going to explode if he didn’t get to the restroom in the next 30 seconds, and a woman and her six-year-old girl. NOT FUN to have to tell these people, and others, that the restrooms were out of order. I, myself, had to go back and relieve myself in the woods behind the store twice.
It was a very slow day. I guess everyone had the day off from work and was stuffing themselves full of Thanksgiving leftovers. We didn’t have to cook any additional (individual) pizza slices after the start of the second shift, though I did cook some buffalo wings, spicy wings, and a couple of full pizzas.
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but when I cook, I sing, much to the amusement and entertainment of my coworkers. My usual cooking songs are “Atsa Matta for You” and “The Frim Fram Sauce”. Today I also sang “If You Love Me (Really Love Me)”. When times are really slow, I put on music, and often sing to it. My mentor puts on his own music on occasion, and it’s an interesting clash of styles. His music sounds like it’s about popping caps in motherfuckers. Mine is usually about falling in love.
Speaking of falling in love, I think I’m starting to crush on this guy who comes in most every day, which is a big deal for me because he’s a guy and I’m a guy, and I’ve pretty much been Kinsey 0 my entire life. So maybe I’m a little bicurious. We’ve certainly been flirting with each other. Sometimes when he comes in for the second time in a day, I’ll say, “You just had to come back and see me again, huh?” hehe!
I do, and apparently my boss thinks so, as well. I can tell because she just hired a new woman to work there, and on Thursday, she and I will be working together, just the two of us. It’ll be the first time I’ll be nominally in charge of a shift and working with another person. (I have also, for a few hours, worked part of an overnight shift by myself. But this will be my first real “command experience” at 7-Eleven).