10. Out of beer

I live in Houston and worked at a food place around the time of Hurricane Ike. My dad was the store manager around this time and I worked at another store down the road.

Anyways, after the Hurricane had passed my father and I went to check out the status of the store. It was bad. Power was out and the generator was supposed to kick it, but it didn’t. My dad had to deal with disposing of a store with fridges full of potentially spoiled food.
So my family and a few co-workers all come in and work the next 36 hours cleaning the store up. My dad get a call on day 2 of cleaning from the District Manager telling him to open the store that day at 10 AM.
We had customers lining up early in the morning. It got bad real quick. Hardly any workers too.

I was checking out some jerk with his two jerk friends and he spots my dad and yells at him that they are out of beer. My dad says, ‘Well, we’ll get it when we get it!’ The guy then goes on to yell out loud how it is outrageous that they have a store that is up and running without essential products. Then he goes on to say that my dad doesn’t know what the hell he’s had to deal with.

I’d had enough at this point and sternly stare the guy in the eyes and say, ‘You are absolutely right! He has no idea what you or anyone else has had to deal with! Not because he doesn’t care. No, he doesn’t know because he’s been too damn busy throwing away half the merchandise in this store, an estimated $10,000, and trying to get this store up and running so you could come here and stock up on stuff. However, I’m sure you could try one of the other stores in the area to find your damn beer. No wait, no one else is open.’

The rest of his check out was silence.