i swear, i'll kill him myself...

 so i've got alot to fill you guys in on...

the action started on monday night... first off, some dumbass set the trashcan in the men's bathroom "on fire"... i'm quoting that because i was told it was "on fire" and that s was "smoldering"... either way, some other dumbass saw fit to use a goddamned fire extinguisher to put out the... smoke, i guess... effectively ruining the bathroom for a good number of hours... we're guessing that this has nothing to do with the incidents that follow here, i'm just mentioning it, cuz hey, it fucking happened, and it didn't make shit later on much easier to deal with...

about 30 minutes after that, i'm in the breakroom (think storage room, with a table and a chair) at work, when the phone above my head rings... i'm in the middle of a conversation with a co-worker, who we'll call steven, cuz that's his name... steven answers the phone, then says nothing, and hangs up... i'm thinking wrong number or something... steven just gets this panicky look on his face, and says we have to get out of the store, now... he says that the call was a bomb threat, that the person on the phone said "there's a bomb in the store" and hung up...

oh shit...

so, i tried to stay cool about it... i told him to calmly get our manager, and get her to the office, we'll tell her what's up, and we'll let her run things from there... she stays calm about it, and gets on the phone with 911 and store-solutions (our work hotline)... then she tells me and steven to evacuate customers out of the building... so i'm thinking, just calmly ask everyone to leave, tell them not to panic, and just exit the premises as quickly and safely as they can... in the midst of my safe thinking, dumbass steven runs out into the lobby and yells"

"EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET OUT NOW!!! THERE'S A BOMB IN THE STORE!!!!"

way to go, you fucking tard... now the store's in a panic, at this point, we have customers telling ppl outside there's a bomb, so there's no point in trying to deny it, so i grab the mic for the canopy outside, and tell everyone to stop fueling, and leave... after about 10 minutes, we got everyone out, shut down the pumps, locked up the store, and got out ourselves...

so where did we go? where do you go for that matter, when you're told to stay in the vicinity, but not in the store??? why, out on the fucking tarmac, of course!!! yes, by all means, go stand right over there, where only meters of concrete seperate you and 240,000 gallons of petrol!!!! that'll be safe!!!

FUCK!

then we realized that people we still pulling into the parking lot, despite the fact that there wasn't a single light on in the entire store.... it amazes me, but it's true what they say: tell a man there's a billion stars in the universe and he'll believe you... tell him the stove is hot, and the fucker WILL touch it just to make sure.... PEOPLE!!! honestly!!! if the store looks like it's closed, then it's fucking closed!!!! and oh my god, the mentality of some of these people... seriously, if a store that is normally open is closed early, and you go into the parking lot, to find four of the store's employees satnding in the parking lot, worried as shit, and one of them tells you, politely, that you need to exit the parking lot IMMEDIATELY......

WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU QUESTION THAT?!?!?!?!?!?

seriously?!?!?! i mean, any fucktard can look at that basic situation, and should be able to tell that something isn't right... nevertheless, we had morons pulling in, asking us, what the problems what, what was going on, while we're trying to get them the fuck outta there, so as to possibly save there lives, mean while, i'm thinking, well, unless you know whether to cut the red wire or the blue wire, then you're about as useful as the hole in the ground we are about to become....... jesus christ, JUST LEAVE!!!! but now, some of them just get pissy with you, so that's when you look them dead in the eye and say "Because there's a goddamned bomb in the store, and unless you want to be a fucking crater, i suggest you MOVE!!!!"

that did the trick...

at this point, the adrenaline is pumping so high, i don't remember alot of what was going on next... just that, we were shut down for two hours, the bomb squad searched the store over twice, and came up with nothing... at that, they gave an all-clear, and told us we could resume business.... now, let's return our attention to what started this little fiasco...

steven answered the phone... steven told us there was a bomb... steven caused unnesecery panic amongst the customers... and steven was sent home early... he was supposed to stay till midnight, and i was supposed to go home at ten, right about the time the opened us back up...

only i was there untill 12:20 that night, unpacking cigarettes and making more coffee for the cops... where did that little fucker get off, leaving early like that???

suffice to say, things didn't look good for steven... at least, not in my book...

then comes tuesday... i didn't work tuesday, so all this is hearsay, doesn't mean it's not true though... basically, all i got about tuesday was that someone called the store again, AGAIN steven answered the phone, and AGAIN the store was threatened... this time it was "everyone in your store is going to die" *clik*.... much more than that i don't know, but i know that steven answered the phone...

then, wednesday... my first day back since the bomb scare, and i'm there with almost the exact same crew that was there that night... including steven... and wouldn't you know it, at some point, around 10, that boy came crying the proverbial wolf, saying that this time, he had been confronted by some kid near the bathrooms, who said something to the tune of "you're all going to die".... and again, this was kept extremely hush-hush this time around because of all the panic and shit on monday... but next thing you know, a cop is escorting people out of our store, and we're clocking out and leaving... fortunately, i got to go home, and steven had to stay this time...

all things told, the past few days have benn, well, nuts... there you have my reason for a lack of updates... as of right now, it turns out steven caused even more drama on thursday night, apparently threating one of our new supervisors, as well as one of the kitchen n00bs... before threatening to kill himself... so i heard he was under house arrest at the moment...

hell, prolly gonna be alot queiter at work now because of that...

BHC