Coming to an end

All things, good and bad come to an end. My run at the local truck stop has ran out of time. Do I regret working there? Not one second. I learned so much there, somethings good, others... not so good. But the point is that I stayed true to myself. I knew what my values were and for the most part I didn't cross any boundaries that I was uncomfortable with.

Working there was an emotional roller coaster. From being threatened, to being hit on, to be sweetheart of the station, to being the slut of the station. There were so many amazing funny times. I went through things that I will never forget and I will have this blog to remind me of all the great times and great people that I met. Getting this job opened me up to Spokane, it branched me out and it got me into a close knit family. I am sad to have said goodbye to those that are so close to me. But at the same time I am seeing for the first time who my real friends were there.

Recently I haven't kept up in blogging very much. But one thing that stands out that I kept meaning to write about was Zorro: One night this guy, about 20 yrs old comes in to the store wearing a complete Zorro outfit. He points to me and says "I am here to save you!" He then continues pointing around the store to customers and to employees saying and you and you and you to every person in his sight. He left after that, we all broke into fits of laughter!

Another incident happened. There was a middle aged lady that was drunk out of her mind, and her car ended up on the side of the truck stop, running over one of our trees and stuck on a boulder. She had a bit of an infatuation with Brawk. LOL

So goodbye to my truck stop days. And hello to the new adventure that awaits me. Knowing my life its going to be a crazy one.

A bit like greys anatomy

Or how about not at all. This blog will be done with no names, not even my made up names.

There was a dillemma between two very close friends of mine. One refused to talk to anyone about what was going on. The other felt miserable and helpless. A crie from help tonight led us to his apartment where we found him next to 2 empty bottles of liquor, an ashtray full of cigs, and a knife. Taking a look at him we found him completely wasted and severely cut on both arms and kneck. My friend and I were faced with a difficult decision. What to do? We decided he needed help. We would take him to the hospital.

However a 3rd party got involved. And called 911. My friend fought the cops and we all got to witness an intense scene. He was brought to the emergency room. This is where I sit now. We waited to go bacl and see him, till we found out he didn't want to see us. We left 5 mins from home the nurse calls, he wants us to get him. But if we take him home we can't leave him alone. Right now my friend is asleep next to me, waiting to meet with someone from psych. Another hard night. Not sure if I will be forgiven for this one.

But what is done is done. And now all that is important is that everyone is ok. So everyone cross your fingers. I'm going to need the extra luck.

Flying

Time flys by so fast. I'm shocked at how things can be changed so drastically in such a short amount of time. But that's another story.

Last few days have been interesting. Hanging out with random people, doing things I never thought I would and making random friends. I'm in a sort of mood that just wants to make me say "why not?" So I am going for anything and everything. I made friends with Taylor Swifts crew. Maybe getting in backstage for the concert, but I'm not holding my breath. Wouldn't that be amazing though? These guys were some of the most laid back guys I have just sat around with in a long time. We talked about everything you could think of. And they made fun of blonde's, mainly cause I didn't get it. But hey whatever.

I'm just going to live everyday as random and spontaneous as I can. Try to fill every second with distractions. Whats the point of just sitting around? Tomorrow, I am will go for a hike.

Stay sweet Spokane

Looking for a mate

Yesterday an impromptu decision came along. I was to go Buffalo Hunting. One text message to Squinty Eyes later it was set. Meet at the truck stop at 1 oclock and have your guns ready AKA eyes! One trip in to get some sausage thingies and a Red Bull and Nos energy drinks we were prepared for our adventure which would lead us back to home base no later then 6 as promised to Squinty Eyes (she had a paper to write) Off we go to the destination of State Line. We had an idea of where to find some buffalo, but like many times in life the road came to a Y and we had to choose a direction. We chose right. It led us past some really cute sheep! and baby sheep! We stopped to take pictures. We drove and drove and finally we got to this dirt path that led us up a huge mountain! With a cliff on one side, and the mountain side on the other we had no opportunity to turn around. As we got deeper an deeper into the well warned "private property" it got more and more scary. We made it to the top where we found a house and we were certain we would be shot (yes Beaner I actually said aloud "I think we might get shot"). One off the mountain we take another road that puts us back into Washington state. Once again we head for Idaho, go to the state line get back to the Y and this time choose to go left. Right over the crest of the hill we find buffalo! Amazed, shocked, and ridiculously happy we take pictures and move on.

Next destination, Cabellas. Now why Cabellas you might ask. Long story short, Squinty, B, Fa^1 and I were all in a situation a couple weeks ago where having pepper spray would have eased some worries of ours. I guess a bat sufficed but we still feel like we should carry pepper spray (plus it fits in my purse) Once we get to Cabellas we decide we need to know what kind of noise a buffalo makes, so we can go back out and attract them towards the car for a closer look. Talking to an employee we made friends over mating calls of Buffalo and moose. We move on the gun men, and the gun man shows us how to shoot a gun. We made many friends at cabellas. Including the fudge lady! and some cashiers. And you know I think we talked to just about every employee working at that time. We spent two hours in cabellas doing fashion shows, tasting fine eatery (AKA fudge! Don't get the habanero one...) and hosting fashion shoots for the stuffed animals. But we had business to take care of.

One of the employees sent us to Hauser Lake to look out for Moose. So to Hauser we went, after the zebra coffee stand of course! Oh and a potty trip at McDonald's. We were on our way. Long story short, we got very lost. Again on another dirt road, this time just a tad muddy, but it was definitely prime moose location. Although we never did see any we didn't failing making our calls. With no reception, we had no idea where we were. No satellite signal to get us out of the middle of nowhere. Finally we found a way out, got Vicky up and running and discovered we were a good 2 hours away from home! Just going onto 6:30 we booked it back to Spokane. We made it home safely. But have no doubt, we will be hitting the roads again shortly, on a look out for moose!

Stay Sweet Spokane

Rosie

I have a new nickname. Rosy. Thanks to a wonderful truck driver! Sunday night we don't have a janitor for the last few hours of our shift. SO any showers that we sell, or are being used when he leaves need to be cleaned. The last couple of weeks I have been cleaning showers. This Sunday, I was in the back doing the showers and working my butt off. It is very hot back there, so yes my face happen to be on the pink side. I walk out of one of the shower rooms and a driver takes one look at me and says "oh my don't you have Rosie cheeks?" Which of course when someone points out the obvious about me I tend to blush, making it that much more red. He comments on how cute it is and how cute I am. He says "your going to be my girlfriend, I am going to call you Rosie" I'm like oh OK sure lol whatever you say. Later that night, back behind the counter I am helping a customer, and the same old gentleman comes up and says oh look there's my girlfriend Rosie! And he goes on and on to the customer how I am his new gf and he just loves me to death. Of course I am blushing again, this poor customer doesn't care about my relationship with this man, he just wants to leave! Finally he gets to go. My guy continues hitting on me telling me I am his whole world. Whatever

Yesterday I go to work and I am telling everyone this story in the backroom. We all laugh about it, banana decides she will call me Rosie also. HAHA OK jokes over. But no. That night B came into visit. we were standing there talking, Brawk doing who knows what. All of a sudden my old man comes walking in, spots me from across the store and shouts Hey Rosie! GREAT so I start helping a customer and of course my old man has to come over and tell my customer all about his and my relationship. He tells me over and over that he will wait for me forever! That I am his one true love, he asks me how my night is going i say "fine" he goes I am know your FINE now tell me something else" everything I said to him he would change into something dirty! B walked away she was laughing too hard. I am giving Brawk the "foot signal" (which apparently only works when he is right next to me) So this guy (his name is frank by the way, we will keep calling him frank) Frank tells me how he is going to get a tattoo with my name blah blah and he is tellin me all about the things he wants to do with me. I am very uncomfortable, I am helping customers and Frank wont shutup! Brawk whispers to B to go get his cigs from the back (code for go to the back and don't come out till i tell you) He then comes to me and tells me to go make ice (another code) finally I escape from Frank! Oh but not yet

That would have been too easy. As I am trying to walk back there frank keeps calling my name, he tells me to have a goodnight, I say you too walk away, 2 steps maybe. He calls my name again, he did this like 4 times. Finally I made it to the door run back and giggle hysterically with B about 10 mins go by, I peak out he is still there. 5 more, another look and the coast is clear. Brawk explained the whole foot signal and now we have a new signal lol We are set!

Its a mad mad world

We all know that song, by Gary Jules "mad world" Most people hear that song and immediately think of Donnie Darko. But now when I hear that song I have a new affiliation for it. Last week at work (I know I haven't blogged for a while srry) we kept getting complaints from truckers that there was a woman walking around the parking lot pounding on truck doors. She wasn't alone, she had a baby with her. She was offering her "services".

Now I am not condoning that prostitution is a good thing. What I am saying is that I guess I can understand why people do it. Although there are better options out there if you need help I get why women, and men sell themselves. Like I said, I do not think it is a positive thing, or that I would ever do it, but I am saying I kinda understand. HOWEVER this lady the other night, taking her baby with her truck to truck. That crosses that invisible line. That is very wrong. It is one thing to have to use prostitution as a living, but to bring you own baby into that kinda of dangerous situation is repulsive. Short handed Oreo and I were sent to the lot to track down this woman. We were told the last truck she got into, we went to that truck but she was no longer there. The whole time Oreo is driving me around the lot he is cussing up a storm on how disturbing this is. I couldn't agree more. That night I wanted to puke. The thought of that poor child being in the truck with that, and who knows if it was just laying there, who knows what was going on inside, that though makes my whole stomach do flip flops, that are not good. We never did track her down. We kept getting complaints but we were so short handed there wasn't much we could do. We kept our eyes out for her, we knew who she was. We never did see her again.

My night didn't end there. Later, right before shift change this kid who looked to be about 9 to 11 years old walks in. He was looking for some gum. Banana shows him where it is and walks away. The kid walks up to my counter buys the gum and leaves. I noticed the kid had something on his lip, but honestly I didn't care enough to think about what it was. After he left Cuffs says to me, was that kid chewing? Banana walks over and she goes yea I noticed that too, i think he was. I was standing there in shock, what he had in his mouth and what was on his lip was chewing tobacco! The kid was at least 9 years old! What is happening in this world? Is this what our parents and especially our grandparents think when they see all the kids my age doing drugs and smoking? Has the next generation already started on these bad habits and I am actually noticing it? I cant help but wonder about this young guy, if he is chewing tobacco what are the chances he is smoking cigs or maybe worse? What else does this 9 year old and all his friends do?

That night was a window that I have never really looked through before. I was shocked by what I saw. It was clear as day, not frost diluting my sight, no steam blocking my view. This is what is really happening in the world. I can imagine what it will look like in 10 year.

An ADVENTURE to remember

Last week I had the time of my life. I spent 4ish days with Fa^1 And when I say I spent four days with her I mean four days and nights. We hardly slept there was too much to be done! For weeks we had been planning a time line of what we would do while she was visiting. And for the most part we kinda stuck to it! But then did a million more things! One of my favorite parts was when we were headed to the Garland to see a movie but got so lost and found this cute little place called polka dot pottery. When we pulled into a parking spot a guy was just getting into his car, he had a huge smile on his face and he was so excited to be getting his pottery back. I think it was that moment that we knew we were going to do it for real! There we sat for like what 3 or 4 hours painting pottery! It was tons of fun, and so random. We made some friends there with other people painting, and tomorrow I am picking up our beautiful peices of art!

We went on many mini adventures. Picking a random road and going wherever it takes us. One road led us to an indian reservation, we later found out that where we were was not safe? I guess the tribes start doing odd things this time of the month, and us driving around that early in the morning was not safe lol. But out in the middle of theb boonies all they had was bars and pubs, or and a post office lol.

We ate asparagus at 3 in the morning, we had a psych marathon (I will never be the same), we got super lost ALL the time! We went to Houston lol we had a blast. we had chinese food, we went to jack in the box, we hardly slept, yet we slept a lot. Things were great, it was so comfortable. OMG we went to Idaho! We went shopping, I bought sunglasses, we got grills! We played monopoly at 2. We bought skulls, we ran with statues, we gazed at the stars, we saw a SHOOTING STAR! we wished, we dreamed. We talked, we planned. We, I will never forget those four days.