[Grimm_Wolfe]

(11-08-2017, 02:50 PM)ak_orange_peel Wrote: I just read all of the stories, when will you post more?? THEY ARE SOOOO AMAZING!!!!

I'll usually post stuff when I've accumulated 3+ good stories.  Some stories I forget and post later.  Sometimes it will be a couple of days or up to two weeks, it depends on what's happened.  Glad you're enjoying these. ^-^

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We Got Robbed
In my city, crime in general is pretty bad.  Crime is so common that it's expected, unfortunately.  No one will bat an eye.  No step missed.  Life just goes on.  The people are horribly jaded and desensitized to it all.  That being said, the absolute petty-as-fuck crimes still surprise me.  Some motherfucker stole our toilet brush.  Let that sink in for a moment.  A toilet brush.  Not a high-end, premium-quality, shit-scrubbing device of epics and legends sung of by bards on the same level as Excalibur.  No, a fucking $0.50 piece-of-shit brush from the men's room.  I refuse to believe some person had that much struggle in life to justify making my job harder.  I don't even want to think about how they concealed their theft, as they have to walk by the front-counter to even get to the restroom.  Freakin' kleptomaniacs.

Wut?
This is just an interesting bit of dialogue between the newest co-worker, whom I'll call Vine, and myself when I needed to go to the restroom.

Grimm: Be right back, I need to use the restroom.
Vine: Do you need help?
( I know I did not just hear her offering to help me use the restroom )
Grimm: ...wut? o.0
Vine: Do you need help cleaning?
( I can clean my own butthole! D: )
Grimm: wat?! I'm going to go use the restroom. x-x
Vine: Oh! I thought you said you were going to go clean the restroom! My bad! xD
Grimm: ;~;

I hate having hearing loss in my left ear. lol

We Got Screwed
This happened this morning.  Now, I opened the store today, which means I have stock the showcase with donuts, fill the jelly donuts, open the store, turn on the registers, make the coffee, and make the advance-noticed orders for the day. I made one air pot of coffee and tried starting the second pot.  Well, when I tried to grind the beans for pot #2, the grinder came to a halt.  Nothing was grinding, the beans weren't flowing, and it made a rather awful noise.  It sounded like a constipated robot.  I tried fixing it, failed.  I asked Mother if she could fix it, she failed.  I texted Mr. Bossman and told him we had an issue.  Donuts and coffee are like peanut butter and jelly, or whatever combo you can think of-you don't have one without the other.  Anyway, 30min later, Mr. Bossman arrived and took a look at it.  He was stumped, so he had to take the whole think apart.  He had to remove all the beans, take off the side-plates and remove the innards, he vacuumed some shit out.  He finally found the problem after what felt like 30min of tinkering.  A fucking screw found its way into our grinder.  A screw.  Here's the worrying things:

A ) something in our grinder fell out
B ) the factory shipped us a screw mixed in with the beans.

We don't know which, so we can only hope it doesn't happen again or fuck up the grinder entirely.

Drive-Thru From Hell
We had so many mishaps on drive-thru today that is wan't funny at all.

#1: I'll admit right out, I made a mistake.  I rang up the wrong amount of cash being paid and almost overpaid a customer by $0.40.  Luckily, the customer was nice enough to point out the mistake, he got his correct change, and I was stuck writing up a ticket explaining why the records and the register amount may be off; fun.

#2: A guy didn't pay attention to me at all.  One of the beverages we sell is Mountain Dew.  Well, we usually sell soft-drinks by the bottle, but we recently had to switch to canned drinks--not entirely sure why.  Anyway, a man ordered a Mountain Dew, I told him we only had it in cans at the moment, he said it was fine, and he got his order.  Then he's upset that I gave him a can of soda instead of a bottle, which I already told him ahead of time.  He asked for a refund, I got the unopened soda back, gave him his money back, and then had to write a ticket explaining the refund on the records.

#3: Vine was taking a woman's order when she got angry at her total, claimed it was too high for what she was getting.  The woman ordered some chocolate-glazed, French-cream-filled Bismarcks, which are $1.09 after tax a piece.  However, she thought they were the same price as our regular chocolate-glazed donuts, which are only $0.90 after tax a piece.  Vine had to literally get a menu and explain to this woman why what she ordered wasn't the price that she thought.  Everything was sorted in the end but it was still avoidable had the woman actually read our menu fully.

#4: Vine sold a couple of people are cups-of-holes, which are just large, clear-plastic cups willed with 1.5dz+ donut holes each.  The couple claimed they were cold, therefor they were clearly old, and accused us of trying to sell sub-par donut holes to them.  They demanded a refund.  Here's the deal though, any old donuts get packed up and put in our "day-old display case" at a super-discounted price.  We don't have donut holes in that case, because we sell all of our holes by ~2PM every day.  There have never been day-old donut holes.  Vine and I packed those cups ourselves from the day's only batch of donut holes that were fried up that morning.  As for "the holes were cold", ask us to microwave them.  They're prepped hours ahead of time.  Coldness is no indicator of being over a day old.  Anyway, the couple got their refund, handed us back the holes, which we then had to toss as they already poked around them all.  In the end, everybody lost.  We had to write up yet another ticket explaining this refund.

"You Old!"
There have been multiple instances of myself being called old while at work by my co-workers.  The reasons are as follows:
I carry an antique Zippo lighter for people to use. (multiple people comment on having never seen a Zippo for [x-amount] of years)
I listen to pop/jazz between 1910-1959.
I've watched a good deal of black-and-white films.
My favorite donuts are unglazed cake donuts and old-fashioneds.
I use Irish Creme coffee-mate in my hot cocoa (it's apparently an old-person creamer)
I make references to old pieces of literature often.
I have hearing loss.
I have some joint pain.
I use Gold-Bond body powder at times.
I use Irish-Spring bars of soap (it's apparently old-person soap)

"That's disgusting, Grimm!"
Donuts are not something a person should be eating on a daily (near-daily) basis, I think most people would agree with that.  They're calorie-dense and not filling, which means you could end up eating a lot of them.  Well, in lieu of donuts for a meal, I wanted a more-balanced meal option.  Something that could be eaten hot or cold, and doesn't require much/any prep if I could help it.  Something that doesn't expire easily.  A meal that would have a serving of dairy, veggies, fruit, carbs, and protein.  I decided on Campbell's Chunky Stew/Soup, a small cup of unsweetened granny-smith apple-sauce, and 2% milk from work would be a good option; much better than a donut.  You read that right, folks.  When necessity dictates, I will eat unheated chunky soup.  Needless to say, a few of my co-workers found it repulsive but whatever.  Between mid-work rushes, rushing to school, attending class and potentially not eating at all, I'll eat that cold, goopy soup without a complaint.  Seriously, I eat breakfast at 2:15AM and don't get out of class until about 2:15PM.  12hrs without a proper meal is torture for any person of Filipino descent; we just love food too much.  As one of my friends who was formerly in the military said in regards to MREs, "its not food, it's fuel; fucking eat it."  He's also noted as saying, "you've never known constipation until you've eaten an MRE".  lol