Christmas stories?!

What do you want first, the touching story or the disgusting one? Because they both happened on the same day.

I guess I'll start off with the emotional tear-jerker...

Today I was helping an old woman who was picking up her prescriptions and a few other items such as bread, milk, a few other basic things, and a hershey bar she said was for her grandchild. She was having a hard time affording her prescriptions and was counting down to nickels and pennies trying to come up with enough. Finally she said she didn't have enough and asked me to take off everything except for the prescriptions. Then she asked me, "Which do you think I can't live without?"

Meanwhile, my coworker was helping a young woman who was picking up a script for herself, as well as a basketful of holiday candy, makeup, and other things. The young woman was watching the old woman count out her change and finally told my coworker, "Nevermind, all I need is the prescription right now."

She then took the $50 she was going to spend on other items, gave it to the old woman, said "Merry Christmas, you need this more than I do," and the old woman started crying.

Just when a day full of ungrateful, rude assholes nearly destroyed my last remaining shred of faith in humanity...

It's so heartwarming I could puke.

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Ok! Now let's rewind to the beginning of the day for a story that makes me puke for an entirely different reason.

I was the first of the day shift to come in the morning. The midnighter was chilling at the back counter. I glanced at the manager's office, which is the back of the waiting area, on my way in. I saw a big pile of ad papers strewn about the middle of the waiting area so I make a note to tell one of the front store people the next time I see them.

Our poor manager was on her way in for the day, apparently she was picking up the ad papers on the way to her office, and I hear something like a muffled scream, so I come out to check on her, and was in no way prepared for what came next.

THERE WAS HUMAN FECES UNDERNEATH THE AD PAPERS.

SOMEONE SHIT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WAITING AREA.

AND APPARENTLY NONE OF THE MIDNIGHT SHIFT NOTICED.

So the manager says, "Fuck this! I'm not starting off this shift like this!" And she throws some extra floor tiles down on top of the poop, and called maintenance to get the floor cleaners out to do it. I heard her yelling into the phone, "I don't care if it's Christmas Eve! There's crap all over the floor and the smell is wafting into my office!! Send someone out!"

As I was leaving work today she was in the process of reviewing security tapes to try identify the mysterious Christmas Eve Pooper. I'm dying to know who it is, and how this came to be. I'm suspecting that at least one of the midnight shift knew about the poop but none of them wanted to do anything about it, so they are all denying knowledge of the turd's existence. Anyway, the surveillance tape will tell the truth.

God I hope she puts it up on youtube.

--IISgirl ... Merry Christmas to all!