Strange Shift

I dunno WHY people just can’t do the right thing.  The world would be a much easier place to live in.  I had two people who made up excuses not being able to pay for their fuel on my Monday night shift.  I took all their details and off they went, both saying they’d be back.  Of course, by the end of my Tuesday shift, I hadn’t heard from either of them.  So FAX it off it is.  The cops can find them.  Try and fuck with me we’ll see how you go!  Haha stupid thing is both the amounts were $8 and $9, which I think is why they think I wouldn’t bother with chasing it up.  Clearly they do not know me.

Last night was interesting.  I was out the back reading my Mx because I always get there early, and next thing I know there’s this STRANGER standing in the area behind me, huffing and puffing out of breath, with blood all down the right side of his face.  He was in hysterics, could barely speak. All I could really make out was him exasperating ‘No!  No!’ over and over.  The other night guy was still on and kept saying to him ‘You aren’t allowed in here! ‘ and he kept telling him to get out.  I assumed this guy was on that many drugs he didn’t even know where he was.  Either that or he’d been beaten up or had gotten knocked out and got back up and didn’t know where he was.  I sat out the back listening to the other night guy telling him to get out.  He absolutely refused to listen to him.  He rang me from the front end out the back and asked me to ring the police.  It took me a little while to find the Policelink number, but eventually I did.  I thought about ringing 000 but it didn’t really seem like an emergency situation.  I bloody well should have because Policelink took forever!  I could hear her typing away and then I got transferred to another lady and had to repeat what I’d already said.  So annoying.  I thought this wanker would’ve fucked off in the time I was on the phone to these guys!  Eventually they said they’d send someone out, and I went out the front because this guy had already held up my workmate from leaving as it was.

I walked out there and walked straight past him, standing in the same area where us staff stand behind the pie stand.  He looked a bit shocked to see me.  He really was out of it and not making much sense at all.  To describe it would be like he saw a ghost with the exocist chick’s 360 degree turning head attached – he was terrified of something.  He still refused to leave the area.  He’d just ran straight into the staff area, scaring the shit out of my workmate.  He sure shocked me when he ran out into where I was too.  Anyway, so I prepared around him and my workmate did what he had to do.  I was wondering where the hell the cops were.

Eventually they turned up.  I was impressed with how well they handled the situation.  Two male officers walked in the store and one of them first asked him, ‘What are you doing behind the counter mate?’  The guy didn’t say anything.  The police calmly asked him to come outside so they could talk to him about what had happened.  Eventually he must’ve accepted their compromise of ‘we can do this the easy way or the hard way.’

They were out there for a loooong time.  After a while an ambulance also showed up.  Probably about another hour or so both services vehicles sat there. 

Of course I had to explain to pretty much every customer what the hell was going on.

Eventually they left.  The police didn’t even come inside again and tell me what the deal was.  Usually they do.  So I still don’t know what the hell was up with that guy.

I mean I guess I had a choice of ringing either the police or the ambulance given the guy’s condition, but judging on his actions I decided the police would be better.  I don’t know which vehicle the guy even left with.  I just looked up and next thing they had all left.