The Longest Night Ever
Well, I just had THE longest night EVER at work.
I got to work at like 6:30...and was off at 1:37 am. Not a very long shift...but OH MY GOD. Our lowest sale hour was over $100. Five - yes, FIVE - of the hours were OVER $200. So, we were behind on work. Duh.
And then a little bit after midnight, this drunk chick named Timber shows up in tears, asking to use the phone. Apparently her boyfriend had just tried to rape her in the parking lot after taking he out and plying her with alcohol all night while not drinking any himself. And now she was trying desperately to get away from him - he was still trying to get at her.
So, I took her out and put her in my car and locked all the doors. So she'd be safe. Then I CHASED OFF her boyfriend - hey, I can be scary when I want. Especially if I have a broom handle to fuck with and I'm pissed off to all freaking hell.
We closed, and I checked up on her every five-ten minutes.
It was a SUCKY close.
We went out, intending to drive her home...and she was gone. We couldn't find her ANYWHERE. The doors to my car were locked. I'm hoping she managed to get a ride home from someone - she had a cellphone, but the battery was dying. There was nothing to indicate a struggle. There were two fresh smeared female handprints on the trunk of my car, though - still wet.
So, now I'm hyped up on adrenaline and wanting to injure random males. I think I'll go read some HP - that always calms me down.
I got to work at like 6:30...and was off at 1:37 am. Not a very long shift...but OH MY GOD. Our lowest sale hour was over $100. Five - yes, FIVE - of the hours were OVER $200. So, we were behind on work. Duh.
And then a little bit after midnight, this drunk chick named Timber shows up in tears, asking to use the phone. Apparently her boyfriend had just tried to rape her in the parking lot after taking he out and plying her with alcohol all night while not drinking any himself. And now she was trying desperately to get away from him - he was still trying to get at her.
So, I took her out and put her in my car and locked all the doors. So she'd be safe. Then I CHASED OFF her boyfriend - hey, I can be scary when I want. Especially if I have a broom handle to fuck with and I'm pissed off to all freaking hell.
We closed, and I checked up on her every five-ten minutes.
It was a SUCKY close.
We went out, intending to drive her home...and she was gone. We couldn't find her ANYWHERE. The doors to my car were locked. I'm hoping she managed to get a ride home from someone - she had a cellphone, but the battery was dying. There was nothing to indicate a struggle. There were two fresh smeared female handprints on the trunk of my car, though - still wet.
So, now I'm hyped up on adrenaline and wanting to injure random males. I think I'll go read some HP - that always calms me down.