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3rd November 2008: It's odd.  There are some combinations I have never understood.  Cheese and onion is one.  I can't stand cheese and onion crisps, to me they taste of dust.  So what am I having for my lunch today?  A hot cheese and onion roll.  Although this is different, because it's a sweet red onion and three cheese roll.  One of the Ugos rolls.  And no, this isn't an advert, but damn, they do make stunning hot Paninnis! Tonight has been a wierd one.  The Bombshell was late, and claimed he was in a bad mood, due to a headache which he put down to having drunk a can of Relentless the day before.  Not entirely sure how he made the link between having a headache and having a can of energy drink, but he reckons it made him feel bad for the entire day.  I'll admit that Relentless is pretty evil stuff, but, meh, I somehow don't think it would make you feel bad all day. And we had another visitation by Stoner Man.  For those new to this blog, Stoner Man is a guy who seems to be permanently off his face.  Miss C claims to have seen him clean and sober, and I thought I did too last night.  Until it took him 15 minutes to decide which variety of Haribo he was going to have.  This might not sound like a big deal, but we sell three varieties of Haribo.  It then took him another 10 minutes to decide which flavour milkshake he was going to have.  The guy is really annoying to serve because, well, he doesn't have any sense of urgency and appears to just walk through life in a haze. And I freaked out the new cleaner last night.  He annoys me, so, I freaked him out.  I'm actually doing a great job of freaking out everyone on the shift because I have a new mindset.  I think it comes from spending so much time working on my AI program, and little side projects to help me keep my focus on working on my AI program.  I can give myself an almost machine-like clinical thinking process.  And it comes through in my body language, voice, and temprement.  And I have discovered that it really puts people on edge and makes them nervous.  Especially this new cleaner, and The Bombshell, as well as the more macho customers.  Which has to be a good thing. Lastly, in this far shorter than usual post, I am The Psychic CSA according to one customer.  I told him the pump number he was on, which tobacco he smoked, and that he needed Rizla and which colour.  All correctly.  He literally took a step back and said "You're on form this morning aren't you?"  I smiled and said "Paying by card and needing a VAT receipt, right?"  To which he laughed and said "You are really good, how do you know that?"  I didn't let on that people with over about £40 in petrol normally pay by card, most people smoke Golden Virginia if they roll their own, and use green papers, and that people with a high value of petrol early in the morning normally need a VAT receipt.  But hey, impressed the hell out of the customer, so I'm doing what I am paid to do. Permalink

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