Not scary: I used to work fast food, and we had lots of old folk regulars and if we knew them well enough, would slide them a free coffee on the house. We had this dirty, homeless looking guy that'd bike up and down the hwy and he'd come in occasionally for a coffee- nice guy, quiet, no bother. Well, we were a franchise, and the franchise owner had some friends in there that snitched on the homeless guy and we were forced to ask him to leave. We did and told our head manager the next time she was in, and she was pissed. She knew the homeless guy and he was actually rich af and just CHOSE to live that way. As a teen, I thought that was odd but who am I to judge; as an adult, I realize he probably had some mental health struggles.
I used to work in a vet clinic and we had this woman and her carer/boyfriend come in and demand I get the dog from the neutering poster, had to explain that it was just a poster with a photo of a dog that we didn't actually have a store full of German shepherds out the back!
It's been a long time, but years ago I would go to 24/7 laundromats at 2 or 3am because it was slower, much better machine selection, and mostly quiet. But when others did come in, some of them were, shall we say, questionable? Mostly harmless at least but there was one guy I was a little nervous about one night because he was tweaking on something. And one thing I know about tweakers is they are very unpredictable, often have temporary super human strength, and can be entertaining or downright dangerous. This guy turned out to be more obnoxious than dangerous, thankfully. But I have a great deal of respect for you having worked there overnight. As for me, I've worked 2nd and 3rd shifts at multiple gas stations. Lots of oddballs there too. Lol! 🤣😂 Fun side story: I got to see Chris Farley one night when I worked at a gas station. His limo pulled in at like 12:30 or 1am, he got out but never entered the store. Only his driver came inside. Then they drove to an apartment complex right across the street, presumably to party. That was pretty cool. 🙂
Retail, restaurants and general services to the public is where the outcasts and weirdos flock. The people working there have an obligation to be nice, so the unwanted ones develop an unwarranted sense of belonging and intimacy with them.
Not scary, more sad. Used to work at a Walmart at night, and early into my shift we had this old black woman who rode around in a store scooter. She was thin, wrinkly, gray-haired, and had a voice that sounded like she’d been smoking 2 packs a day since she was in kindergarten. She would harass stockers and customers declaring in her raspy old voice in a thick southern drawl things like “I own this store!”, “I own all the stores on this street!”, and my favorite “Betty Crocker stole my mama’s recipes!”
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After a late night movie I'd buy a bag of chips, sit in book sections of 24/7 stores, and read for hours.
But you weren't bothering anyone and bought something, so they prob didn't mind.
I worked as a casino dealer on and off for the better part of a decade. "Sitcom characters" is a great way to describe a lot of regulars.
Not scary: I used to work fast food, and we had lots of old folk regulars and if we knew them well enough, would slide them a free coffee on the house. We had this dirty, homeless looking guy that'd bike up and down the hwy and he'd come in occasionally for a coffee- nice guy, quiet, no bother.
Well, we were a franchise, and the franchise owner had some friends in there that snitched on the homeless guy and we were forced to ask him to leave. We did and told our head manager the next time she was in, and she was pissed. She knew the homeless guy and he was actually rich af and just CHOSE to live that way.
As a teen, I thought that was odd but who am I to judge; as an adult, I realize he probably had some mental health struggles.
Or he had the true key to happiness
I used to work in a vet clinic and we had this woman and her carer/boyfriend come in and demand I get the dog from the neutering poster, had to explain that it was just a poster with a photo of a dog that we didn't actually have a store full of German shepherds out the back!
Oh please. I managed a laundromat overnight. An attraction for the weirdos. A normal person would be the oddity. I could write 2 books. 😂😂😂
It's been a long time, but years ago I would go to 24/7 laundromats at 2 or 3am because it was slower, much better machine selection, and mostly quiet. But when others did come in, some of them were, shall we say, questionable? Mostly harmless at least but there was one guy I was a little nervous about one night because he was tweaking on something. And one thing I know about tweakers is they are very unpredictable, often have temporary super human strength, and can be entertaining or downright dangerous. This guy turned out to be more obnoxious than dangerous, thankfully. But I have a great deal of respect for you having worked there overnight. As for me, I've worked 2nd and 3rd shifts at multiple gas stations. Lots of oddballs there too. Lol! 🤣😂 Fun side story: I got to see Chris Farley one night when I worked at a gas station. His limo pulled in at like 12:30 or 1am, he got out but never entered the store. Only his driver came inside. Then they drove to an apartment complex right across the street, presumably to party. That was pretty cool. 🙂
Retail, restaurants and general services to the public is where the outcasts and weirdos flock. The people working there have an obligation to be nice, so the unwanted ones develop an unwarranted sense of belonging and intimacy with them.
I think Mike Mayhem was just a lonely fella who loved Oi!/Street Punk. That's what it sounds like anyway.
Not scary, more sad. Used to work at a Walmart at night, and early into my shift we had this old black woman who rode around in a store scooter. She was thin, wrinkly, gray-haired, and had a voice that sounded like she’d been smoking 2 packs a day since she was in kindergarten. She would harass stockers and customers declaring in her raspy old voice in a thick southern drawl things like “I own this store!”, “I own all the stores on this street!”, and my favorite “Betty Crocker stole my mama’s recipes!”
20:58 I’m stealing his style
WHERE IS THE MUSIC :(
9:28 i'm pretty sure homie just met IShowSpeed
32st. LOL.
"I used to teach special education" and now you're working in a supermarket? Everyone's suddenly a fucking expert when they're criticized.
"How is he so indoctrinated" - man with no indoctrination at all