Steve-o
TACOS
My first job, when I was 16 was at this crappy little department store, where my mom also worked. She got me a job in layaway. Layaway at a freakin' KMart knock off. In case you've ever wondered what people put in layaway, it's everything. Sticks of deoderant, anything that isn't perishable, they'll put it in their layaway for a couple months.
Well, the thing about Layaway is that there's really nothing going on back there until around September, with people putting their Christmas stuff in. So, you get bored. You might see 3 people in a five hour shift. (On the other hand, around Christmas, it's insane, and they were telling me I'd have to work until 1 a.m., despite me being 16, and that being illegal).
So, I'd go around and grab things off the shelves, and call people back from those departments to pick them up. Just to have someone to talk to. Mostly shoes. Because it was right in front of us, and the shoes girl was HOT.
We had a rat in the Layaway, and she told the bosses, and I got yelled at. So, I walked in the office, grabbed my timecard, and flung it through the window of the office.
My whole way out of the store, they were frantically paging me over the intercom. Sweetest walk ever, right there.
Well, the thing about Layaway is that there's really nothing going on back there until around September, with people putting their Christmas stuff in. So, you get bored. You might see 3 people in a five hour shift. (On the other hand, around Christmas, it's insane, and they were telling me I'd have to work until 1 a.m., despite me being 16, and that being illegal).
So, I'd go around and grab things off the shelves, and call people back from those departments to pick them up. Just to have someone to talk to. Mostly shoes. Because it was right in front of us, and the shoes girl was HOT.
We had a rat in the Layaway, and she told the bosses, and I got yelled at. So, I walked in the office, grabbed my timecard, and flung it through the window of the office.
My whole way out of the store, they were frantically paging me over the intercom. Sweetest walk ever, right there.