Okay, this isn't really as horrible as most of the other stories, and I tend to ramble on, so I'll keep it simple.
I was out there gathering shopping trolleys again. What a waste of my time, since I'm a janitor. Anyway, I just cleaned out this one trolley pen, and I'm getting ready to take my run of trolleys up to the bay.
Along comes Mr. Lazybones. He decides to drive right up to the trolley pen and attempt to park there. Since I'm still around, I shake my head at him, 'no.' He throws his hands up at me, but he doesn't speak. Instead, he tries to get a little further in. So I shake my head again, 'no.'
"Damn it, not letting me park," he complains! But he pulls out and I start pushing the trolleys up to the bay. I come back, and see that he's actually found a parking space, a real one.
See, a lot of people where I work will think they're allowed to park in the trolley pens, even if there are trolleys in it. Then they get angry when their cars get scratched. I wasn't in the mood to get screamed at by a CSM for being misapropriated into doing not my job (cart-pushing) today.
I'm surprised he didn't complain to the management, actually. But at least I was able to stop one of them.
I was out there gathering shopping trolleys again. What a waste of my time, since I'm a janitor. Anyway, I just cleaned out this one trolley pen, and I'm getting ready to take my run of trolleys up to the bay.
Along comes Mr. Lazybones. He decides to drive right up to the trolley pen and attempt to park there. Since I'm still around, I shake my head at him, 'no.' He throws his hands up at me, but he doesn't speak. Instead, he tries to get a little further in. So I shake my head again, 'no.'
"Damn it, not letting me park," he complains! But he pulls out and I start pushing the trolleys up to the bay. I come back, and see that he's actually found a parking space, a real one.
See, a lot of people where I work will think they're allowed to park in the trolley pens, even if there are trolleys in it. Then they get angry when their cars get scratched. I wasn't in the mood to get screamed at by a CSM for being misapropriated into doing not my job (cart-pushing) today.
I'm surprised he didn't complain to the management, actually. But at least I was able to stop one of them.
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