I found this quote from JD over on the Symphorce boards, regarding his current occupation:
JD, you remind me so much of myself at your age! When I first landed in Phoenix (from rural Idaho) at the ripe old age of 23, I got my first job working graveyard shift at a 7-11 convenience store down by the college in Tempe. My store was known as the "Rock 'n' Roll 7-11" throughout the entire neighborhood! I was always cranking the metal station as the drunks came in to buy their last round of 12-packs and cases, and I always had the trucker's coffee and fountain Mountain Dew (with the syrup turned up) ready for them in the morning. In between time, during my "clean up" hours, I'd turn off the radio and crank Savatage, Queensryche, Fates Warning etc. and do my chores with a groove and a smile. It was a very enjoyable time for me. I met so many cool people and formed friendships that still exist today. I brushed greatness when two members of Flotsam and Jetsom and the starting tight end for the Arizona Cardinals frequented my store. Sure the pay sucks, but being a convenience store clerk is a very fun experience if you land in the right place.
If any of you out there come across a small store clerk who has great music jammin' in the background, let them know you appreciate it. I always enjoyed it when some red-eyed, stumbling, long-hair walked up with his case of Budweiser and told me he liked the tunes. When someone half-assed sober actually complimented me, it was even better!
JonnyD said:I work in a Convenince Store all night 3rd shift. The money sucks and sometimes so do the customers but Damn I do love crankin METAL all night!!!![]()
JD, you remind me so much of myself at your age! When I first landed in Phoenix (from rural Idaho) at the ripe old age of 23, I got my first job working graveyard shift at a 7-11 convenience store down by the college in Tempe. My store was known as the "Rock 'n' Roll 7-11" throughout the entire neighborhood! I was always cranking the metal station as the drunks came in to buy their last round of 12-packs and cases, and I always had the trucker's coffee and fountain Mountain Dew (with the syrup turned up) ready for them in the morning. In between time, during my "clean up" hours, I'd turn off the radio and crank Savatage, Queensryche, Fates Warning etc. and do my chores with a groove and a smile. It was a very enjoyable time for me. I met so many cool people and formed friendships that still exist today. I brushed greatness when two members of Flotsam and Jetsom and the starting tight end for the Arizona Cardinals frequented my store. Sure the pay sucks, but being a convenience store clerk is a very fun experience if you land in the right place.
If any of you out there come across a small store clerk who has great music jammin' in the background, let them know you appreciate it. I always enjoyed it when some red-eyed, stumbling, long-hair walked up with his case of Budweiser and told me he liked the tunes. When someone half-assed sober actually complimented me, it was even better!