Couple kewl stories

Hello all! At first, I didn’t think I had much to offer for this posting butt I have found a couple things to share.

Life over to the Depot has been plowing right along and I haven’t had as many hours lately butt I can’t bring myself to do the blogland tour that I need to do in order to get caught up. However, something did happen at the Depot this weekend that I wanted to get you all caught up on. Remember, I have trained everyone in the paint department to NEVER approach a man with salt-n-pepper hair until I have given final approval. I am supposed to be the first contact for said males. Also, I hope you remember the guy that came in three-four weeks ago looking at the paint sprayers and then he came back about an hour later to “ask me another question”. Well, to make a short story even longer, the guy bought the paint sprayer and is a fairly regular to the store. However, I haven’t worked when he has been there since he bought the sprayer until Sunday (yesterday).

Keep in mind that the young guy in the department (gay of course) and I have nicknamed most of our regular and the guy mentioned in the previous paragraph has been given the nickname “AC” due to his likeness of Anderson Cooper. He is so much Anderson it isn’t funny…the guy is very slender like Anderson and is almost a dead ringer for him. Well Sunday, I am mixing paint just minding my own business when the young guy comes running up to me and asked what “AC” wanted. I am almost carped my pants because I hadn’t seen “AC” walk through the department. The younger guy said “AC” walked passed the counter and looked over at me butt I had my back to him. I didn’t see the guy again butt hopefully he will be back to “shop” real soon.

I thought I had told this story to you guys butt I looked on the first page of my blog and don’t see it so I will share it as well. If I have told this story and just didn’t see it…feel free to skip over the next couple of paragraphs.

It was a stormy Thursday night a few weeks ago and many people had gotten “stranded” in the Depot. To give you an idea…it rained 3.5 inches in little over an hour. People were literally standing around looking outside to wait for the rain to slack up before they would leave. When the rain slowed down, there was a rush for the door and I took a much-needed break.

I go to the bathroom and take the second stall (middle of the room as well) and start doing my business when I notice something sort of “flopping off the side of the wall”. I start to investigate when I realize that it is about 20 pictures of someone. At first, it appears to be of a female lying on a bed fully clothed and as I begin to flip through them I realize that I am looking at some home made porn/pictures. The woman appeared to be in her twenties with a couple of tattoos and the pictures got very explicit towards the end.

After realizing what I had found I immediately called the manager (I was working alone and had to take the department phone to the can with me) and explained that I needed him in the men’s bathroom. I showed the manager where I found the pics and he took them to dispose of them. The funny part? The manager said he got a lump in his throat when I told him I “needed him in the bathroom”. I never thought of it in any other way than I didn’t know what to do. That is now our running joke…”do you need me in the bathroom?”

I have a day job story to tell and will get that later as I have written WAY more than I thought I would.

*strips off and waits for nutz to streak through blogland*