VI.

"If you don't leave I'm going to take the shotgun we have in the back & shove it down your fucking throat..""Are you threatening me?"

I got drunk last night. My friend & I went shot for shot with Jameson's. Naturally, after such an adventure - I feel like shit. I woke up to people yelling outside & a barking dog. Not like a cool dog. Those little ankle-biters that cower when you even motion towards them & it is these bafoonaries of nature that produce the most piercing, most annoying "YELPS!" that kept me from further slumber. As it goes, I didn't wake up the happiest camper this morning. I digress, we leave the place & I go to drop my friend off before we both go our separate ways into the glorious, glorified workplace. This all will tie in shortly.

Come to work today to find myself doing the same tired things, in the same tired place. Get here at 10, Matt leaves 20 minutes later. We've had some snow these past couple weeks, probably three feet if you count all the precipitation so people are stocking all of what they feel they will need. Well at a pawn shop, along with all the awesome/useless things we carry, we carry generators which happened to be in high demand. A gentlemen comes in, friend to the owner of the cafe next door & wants to purchase one so he does. A little 1000 watt generator for $150 bucks. Skip to the next half of the day, he's back because it doesn't work. Well this thing was brand new, in box, never opened so it was pretty full proof. Granted, one can follow directions to use the thing. The gentleman doesn't follow directions. Generators require oil & gas. He didn't put oil in there & it wouldn't run properly so Marc fixes it & gets it running proper.

Skip to two days later. The present. We've had the generator over the course of the past two days because I guess he couldn't get in to pick it up. According to him, himself & the owner, Will, next door went in on it together. He comes in today & wants their money back. Well, Matt doesn't do that & my biggest peeve with Matt is how much shit I catch because of him. He usually remains faceless when things go wrong but luckily I didn't have to take this one. Marc fixed it, it became his burden to bare. So naturally, dude isn't getting his money back so he asks how much we'll buy it back for which would be $40. He's not so happy & starts to give Marc attitude. He says, "Well, Will(the owner of the cafe) wanted me to remind you guys how much money he spends in here & he will not be too happy about this." as he walks out of the door. Marc starts laughing & the show begins. "Now, what's so damn funny?" Marc rebuttals, "well why are you giving me attitude? It's not me, It's Matt." I think he's learned by now that it's not worth it to take the fall for Matt.. If someone is to remain faceless then let the blame fall on them because the conversation will never exist between Matt & the un-happy customer. Dude says to Marc, "You won't find it so funny when I shove my foot up your ass." Now Marc has a quick temper, it will usually get the best of him -

Marc - "Are you threatening me? You need to leave right now."
Dude - "Yes, I am. And what are you going to do if I don't leave."
Marc - "First, I'm going to call the cops & tell them someone is threatening me. Two - If you don't leave I'm going to grab the shotgun in the back and shove it down your fucking throat."
Dude - "Are you threatening me? You don't know who I work for buddy."
Marc(as he is picking up the phone to call the police) - "You need to leave right now."
Dude - "Or what?"
Marc - "Hello, I'm at the pawn shop off of _____ & I have someone here threatening me."

Dude walks out the door. I had to sit here & grasp what had just happened. I felt like I was watching five year olds argue over a toy or middle aged men flex about how big their dicks are or are not. "You don't know who I work for buddy.." What the fuck? Like your employer is going to come down here and what then if he does? Marc's just being a fucking baby though he was catching the short of the stick for this.

This cafe next door is run by a born again christian named Will. Will used to have a lot in common with me. He followed music for a while til, as he so passionately described it, "Music didn't pay my bills." Well, that is a whole other argument with me but whatever. I'm fairly certain most, if not all, of his customers are from his church plus everyone loves a guy who's "doing something for the kids" & "on God's side" which let's be real here - If there is a God, he's not going to be picking sides, at least not on a christian's view because their God is a forgiving God anyways so SIN IT UP FUCKERS! Just blows my mind.. Two people, devout followers of Christ will be the two quickest people to flex their supposed power or lack there of but it will be righteous. The food sucks, it's all microwaved & it's way over priced. Support the small guy, right? I'm straying from the subject...

Today - I woke up drunk & hung over, I saw two grown ass men go at it about what they're going to do to one another, 20 feet away from one another, learned to hate my job & everyone that's involved with this place a little bit more, if possible. And now I so passionately type this blog. I wonder what the rest of the day will bring?

For one out of the 30 people we do business with, I think we actually help two. That's Matt's whole argument, "we're here to help people. I try to do good business, ya know, we have all these people getting ripped off & I just try to be fair." Dude didn't know how to work a generator so he lost out. The morality behind this business is not morality at all or really human for that matter. I've learned a lot from this job about the human species as a whole.. though this is all first world problems I just want to re-iterate; I hate my job.

Bullshit.