Randomness of Odyssey

Storytime: Stories from Work -- Part 2

Here's some more stories from work.

1. Dad was dropping me off at work. There was a teenage boy doing some yard work outside of the building.

Before exiting the car, my dad said extra loud to me, "Get outta here!" (I can't remember his exact words, but he sounded harsh on purpose. And if you know my dad, you know his voice can carry a distance.)

He did glance our way a few times like, "What??"

2. I was trying to get a hold of my dad to let him know to pick me up over my ham radio. I walked outside to get a better spot to talk understand each other. (Yes, I do have a phone, but hey, this way is basically free for both of us.) Two boys, one younger and the other older, were riding along the road and around the property.

I was in uniform, which was an orange baseball-style t-shirt that said the name of the dairy bar in the front and a number in the back, with the Detroit Tigers logo on one sleeve and the dairy bar's little mascot (or whatever it's called. Idk Lol) on the other.

I would just show you a picture of it, but I don't want to give out too much information.

So, anyways, the younger kid, probably like 9-years-old, rode his bike up to me and asked, "Do you work here?"

I said, "Yeah."

Then turned to the other boy a little ways behind him, probably his older brother. Maybe 13? He said, "Hey, guess what! She works here!"

He shrugged. "So?"

3. One time, I was out by the road, changing the words on the Marquee sign. There was no business when I started, but when I was finished, there was a somewhat long line.

It was a sign over a picnic table, so when I put letters on it I had to stand on the seat of the table.

So, anyways, when I stepped off the table feet landed just fine. But just after that there was one of those parking bumpers at the end of the parking spot, except this one was wooden.

I was suddenly on my face before I knew it. It was at this moment I realized that stupid parking bumper tripped me!

Some of the people came over to me asked me if I was okay, and I'm sure everyone else was staring. I just said very quickly, "I'm fine. Thank you."

Walking inside, I realized I was hurt. My hand and arm was scraped up, and I hurt my side just a little.

I was washing my hands when my coworker asked me if I was okay. I told her I was fine. When made the ice cream throughout the rest of the evening, it hurt but I just tried to ignore it. The pain eventually went away.

Then later in the evening, we were finishing up the last orders, walking on a floor we just recently mopped.

Yes, you're correct it happened again, all in the same night. I slipped on the wet floor. The same coworker said, "You sure you're alright?"

"Yeah, perfect fine." XD Only that floor had to change into a banana peel like in the cartoons. That's all.

4. (2015) This isn't a funny story, but just wanted to share it. If you know anything about me, you should know I support police.

So, one day one officer came to get some ice cream with his wife and little daughter. I knew he working in LE because he was wearing one of those black shirts that read in yellow, "Sheriff" across the front. (But now after thinking about it, I'm pretty sure anyone could buy that shirt and wear it. Correct me if I'm wrong. I don't remember if he was wearing a gun then or not. I don't think he was.)

I wanted to thank him, especially because this was around the time a lot of the hate towards police was starting to come out more and more. But I didn't really know what to say. People can say thank you and they don't always mean it.

I made his little girl's ice cream and put a "face" on it. It's like small pieces of candy we put on it for the younger kids. (eyes, lips, and a backwards eye for a nose) They love it.

I handed it to her, which made her smile really big. He was standing right behind her and I said, "Hey, um, I just want to thank you for all you do to keep us safe."

I could tell he was not expecting that from me, at the time a fifteen-year-old. He smiled and thanked me. I could tell it made his day. And for some reason, it really made my day to see his grateful reaction.

I thanked him then because we were getting more customers and I wasn't sure if I or someone else would be making his ice cream. It turned out that I made his anyways.

5. It was my first day at the beach and one of the owner's daughters (12-years-old I think) was showing me around the beach and different things I would be doing.

Walking out towards the boats, she told me to yell to anyone who boats in the swimming area. I wondered if I would really have to do that. I'm not that type of comandming person.

But it was funny because she told me she likes yelling at people. Lol

6. Again, here's another time I was trying to be friendly. I don't think I failed as much as last time though.

As I was waiting at the window for a couple walk up, I noticed a couple of antennas on their truck. (Yeah, this time it was a bigger truck, but still not as big as my dad's. XD)

Since I have a amateur radio license, I asked him, "I see those antennas on your truck. What are they for?"

"One is CB. But if I told you the other one, I'd have to kill you." He said this with such a straight face.

Okay... I was not expecting that answer in the slightest. XD

(These last two were in the same day.)

7. It was a busy day at the beach, just a few days after the 4th of July. I was going back and forth to unlock/lock boats(which by the way is quite a long walk), serving food, etc.

I was making a shaved ice, putting in the flavorings when a guy said, "So, how much would you charge for shaved ice? Like just ice, no flavoring?"

I was confused, caught off guard by that one. Lol

He was laughing, so I just laughed and said, "You'll have to ask my boss over there about that one."

8. I was alone in the front, while my boss was in the back doing something. An elderly man came to the concession stand with about 5-7 kids. I'm assuming he was their grandpa. Poor guy...

These kids were so excited they began asking a whole bunch of questions at once.

"Can I have a hot dog?"

"Do you have candy bars?"

"Can I have shaved ice?"

"Can I have nachos?"

"Can I have ice cream?" ....

I was looking for the ice cream they wanted. (This was packaged novelty ice cream.) He said, "Don't scare me now," about the price.

Then he found out one of the kids didn't get any food, so I got food for her. Then another kid, wanted Gatorade. She was maybe 7. I honestly don't think I've ever had Gatorade in my whole life and I'm a teenager. XD

In the end, I think it ended up being 3 orders. He had to use his credit card for the last order. For it, he had to sign the iPad. He asked if he was supposed to sign it with a pen or what. Before I could answer a little girl said, "I think you're supposed to do it with your finger."

I nodded and he said, "Okay. I've never done this before." Then as he signed it, he said with amazement, "Oh! Wow!"

I knew it was going to be like a revelation for him. 😂