Full moon makes people go cRaZy

Christ, I thought my last shift was bad – this one was just as bad, if not worse!
When I first arrived and started, this young guy came along and asked the buy cigarettes – I asked for his ID, which he couldn’t produce as he claimed it was stolen.  He said a Maori chick served him earlier on in the day and gave them to him, and yes that woulda been a chick who works there, but I wasn’t buying his sob story.  He was even trying to convince the guy who i’d just taken over from, who was counting his till, and it almost sounded like my workmate was gunna bargain with him (because he too knew how annoying it was to scam cigarettes when he was underage), but i was relieved when he said, ‘It’s up to Matty.’  I said to him ‘Sorry man’ and pointed to the sign, clearly stating the sign for selling cigarettes to minors unless he could prove me otherwise, which he couldn’t.  I took note of what brand he wanted in case anyone else came in and tried to buy the same – I was all too used to that at Woolies.  This older guy came along a while later and bought ciggies, but they were a different brand.  I had a fairly good feeling he was gunna give them to that kid who was in earlier.  Oh well.  I’m just doing my job.  If anyone else wants to get done they can.  I was even stressing out that the other guy who looked older might not have been 18 either, but figured stressing out wasn’t gunna do anything to help.  This was brought on by my workmate telling him his old boss got stung once by a letter in the mail saying they’d been caught selling cigarettes to a girl who was only 16, but looked older.  I know they send people around to do that, so I’m very wary of it.  Of course, naturally there are quite a few times where after I’ve sold a packet of cigarettes I’m like ‘wait a minute just maybe…’ but I mainly ask if i think they look under 20, not so much 25.  I asked pretty much every young person for ID last night, and even joked with the 50+ year old cabbies that they had to as well, and told them the story.

Anyway of course ‘dumb’ was in who couldn’t pay for his stuff, which happens on a regular basis, so I had to pay for them as he had no other way to, grrrr.  So annoying.  I figured out why though.  Everytime his card would come up as a code 5, which means an expired card, but his card clearly states it’s still in use-by so I kept telling him to ring his bank and find out what the fuck keeps going on because he can’t keep coming in unable to pay.  This time I told him to use the ATM, and sure enough, insufficient funds.  So why the fuck doesn’t it come up as that like it does with other customers?  Grrr.  Oh well at least I know now it’s cos his money hasn’t gone through.  I’ve had to pay for him once for twice before, but he’s been pretty good with paying me back.  It’s just annoying because I don’t bring money to work cos it’s so easy to spend it on overpriced food and stuff that’s generally not healthy for you anyway, and then I have to use my card cos of the same regular moron lol.  He is usually in with his friend, and the other night guy affectionately calls them ‘Dumb and Dumber’ cos they really are a few sandwiches short of a picnic.

This group of young guys were in around 1amish (including the one who was in earlier trying to get cigarettes) or so, and bought junk food, but there were like 6 of them, and its hard by yourself, trying to watch all 6 while one buys one – I swear at least one of the others is flogging something.  They all bought something though and stayed outside for ages.  I noticed the guy who’d asked me for cig’s earlier now had one tucked behind his ear, so he musta fooled someone, or that other guy I served gave him one, I dunno, who really cares.  Two regulars came in and said to me the young guys just asked them if they came from the brothel because they were gunna go there.  He said to me ‘are they serious?  They look about 15!’ haha.  Yeah, somehow I don’t think that group of horny teens could even afford one chick even if they pooled all their pocket money together.

Anyway, skip ahead a few hours.  It’s rather busy.  I’m serving quite a few customers and all 6 of the young guys come sprinting into the store.  I was like thinking ‘what the fuck?’ and the cigarette boy said to me ‘These guys are chasing us!  Can you help us?’ and he looked really scared.  After serving him a few times, he seemed to be the more scaredy-cat of the group.  this red car pulled up really fast and two older, probably early 20’s guys, jumped out and headed toward the store – clearly after the young guys already sheltering inside.  I saw them though and had to door locked so the alarm rang, but one of my customers needed to get out.  It’s not like I could trap a customer inside just cos of whatever these little punks had done to these guys, so i unlocked it and the two guys cornered these guys near the coffee machine.  I half-expected a punch to be thrown.  The cigarette guy was saying they didn’t do anything, and the older guys were claiming they egged their car.  The older guys were pretty well built guys too – I wouldn’t have gone and egged their nice car, but I know the young guys didn’t buy eggs from my store so if it was true, I dunno.  I didn’t think the older guys would be stupid enough to throw a punch, and they didn’t.  The other older guy reasoned with the young guys, giving somewhat words of wisdom like ‘You little shits can’t go around pulling stupid little stunts like that” and the other guy ended up shaking the cigarette guys hand promising him to behave and learn his lesson.  The older guys took off in the car and the cigarette guy asked me if it was okay if they hung around there for a while, til the coast was clear of course.  I was kinda non-chalent by the whole thing lol and was like ‘Yeah sure that’s cool’ and just watched them all again in between customers – they weren’t floggin shit on my time. I yelled out to the cigarette guy (cos I kinda felt for him), "Don’t worry, they are on camera if they come back guys." and he was like ‘really?’   I said to them they should get a cab, and they did – they eventually all filed out and asked one of the regulars.  I’m assuming they would’ve done a runner on him, but who am I to judge?  The cigarette guy didn’t start an argument with me over my refusal earlier on, and he stayed behind when all his friends left going ‘wait a minute guys, just wait’ cos he didn’t trust that the older guys had gone away properly yet.  I mean, of course I’m skeptical – why else would a group of teens be out in the middle of the night for hours at a time if they weren’t causing trouble?

Of course, once again, after they’d all jumped in a cab and gone, the cops arrive to refuel.  I laughed to myself when I saw them pull up.  Two nights in a row they’ve missed the action by like 2 minutes.  When the chick came in to pay for the fuel, she asked how my night was, as most people do, being polite, and i uttered a small laugh and said, ‘Interesting, that’s for sure’ and she questioned me, ‘Did you see a group of 6 young guys around here?’ and I said they’d just missed them as well as 2 other guys who were chasing them, and i told them the older guys had gone one way but I wasn’t sure which way the taxi went.  She said that they’d just had a job about them, so obviously someone has rang in about noticing something they were up to.

So yeah, enough drama this weekend thanks.  In between Friday’s shift and last nights shift, including a rude Indian cunt who expected ME to change the headlamp bulb in his car, the night just pissed me off.  I said to him ‘I work here, I am not a mechanic’ and as if I’d’ve had time to anyway – fucking moron.  I then tried to help him by looking in the yellow pages for a 24 hour mechanic to come and change it for him, but he was a cabbie and a rude cunt.  he eventually tracked down the RACQ guy who is always at my work in between jobs, and he was nice enough to fix it for him.  i had my eye on him and saw him get back in the cab after it was fixed, because he’d walked out with the bulb without paying for it (which I was well aware of) and he motioned to me that he was going to get gas at the pump, so I nodded.  I’d already noted his cab number cos I didn’t trust him one bit.  Indian cabbies are so fucking rude, most of the time I’ve noticed.  I will refuse to get in one if I can help it.   I certainly wouldn’t have helped him like the RACQ guy did – not if he was rude like he was to me.  I mentioned it to the RACQ guy when he was in getting his usual coffee, and he said it was easier to just fix it and get rid of him.  That stupid Indian cabbie expected me to give him a free pie as well, for the trouble of me not fixing his problem for him.  I said ‘I don’t fucking think so mate’ and he paid for the the food, the gas and the bulb.  i doubt he’ll be back.  I really think that’s a good thing.

So I hear the full moon is actually Monday.  Great, it hasn’t even FUCKING been yet.