There's nothing like arriving at work, fighting with loitering teenagers for a parking spot, fighting with customers who have to wait so we can change shifts, and receiving the following news in a breathless rush from a harried co-worker as she clocks out:
"Pre-pay on pump 2 does not stop. The card readers on pumps 6, 9, 10, and 12 won't read credit cards. We're out of medium soda lids, there's no more dark roast, I can't find any more Bud 18 long-necks, Coke still hasn't delivered yet and we're out of Vault, Coke, and Dr. Pepper. [Another co-worker] is ready to quit because [the district manager] refused to get on the phone with the Coke rep and ask where the hell our soda is and told her to hash it out with them. We're low on change and the safe is out of twenties. Oh, yeah, and I think the men's bathroom is out of paper. I've got to go - I'm supposed to be back at seven."
Edit: She was back at seven. Unfortunately, no one told her she was supposed to show up at another location. If these are examples of the communication which links this company together, I have no earthly idea how this company produces a profit. It does partially explain the high turn-over rate, however.
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