Story Time

Grab your drink, folks—this one’s a doozy.

So, it was my Christmas overnight shift, and let me tell you, it was something else. I walked in at 11:45 PM, and the store was an absolute disaster. Packed with people, shelves a mess—it looked like Santa’s workshop exploded, but instead of toys, it was chaos and complaints.

The real star of the night? This lady. She struts up to the counter and asks for whipped cream. Spoiler alert: we didn’t have any. She then grabs a small coffee and three donuts, looks me dead in the eyes, and says, “Give me a free coffee since you don’t have whipped cream.” I politely said, “No,” because... what?!

She huffs, leaves some money on the counter (not enough, of course), and bolts out the door. While I’m still processing what just happened, this guy nearby, who must’ve been eavesdropping, asks, “Was she cute?” We all laughed and said, “No.” Without missing a beat, he says, “Aww, I was about to give her some of my whipped cream.” That line? Pure comedy gold. Definitely the best part of the night.

But wait, there’s more. Enter the ERP manager—a textbook Karen. She came in with this holier-than-thou attitude, barking orders while I was trying to stock the tobacco. Everything inside the store was basically done, but we hadn’t tackled the outside yet, and she was not having it. She just kept nitpicking and complaining. Honestly, I was one "Merry Christmas" away from losing my mind.

So, yeah, that was my shift. How’s everyone else’s Christmas chaos going? Hope it’s at least entertaining!

And hey—Merry Christmas, everyone. Let’s survive these shifts together!

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