Thursday overnight shifts tend to be chock full of boredom. This past Thursday started out the same but took a turn for the amusing.
An elderly gentleman we refer to as "Old Pop" pushed his cartload of belongings back to the pharmacy and sat down in the massage chair where he fell alseep. I kept doing my paperwork because he comes in on a semi-regular basis to buy chips and use the massage chair. No worries.
About an hour later my store manager came to the drop-off window laughing hysterically. He was like "Did you look over there?" I told him I knew "Old Pop" was there and had been there sleeping for about an hour. He said "look again." So I went over and took a closer look.
Holy Elephantitis, Batman!
His family jewels were poppin' fresh out of his "Daisy Dukes!" I had a good laugh but am glad no customers saw him. The manager woke him up to "make an adjustment" and send him on his way. I hope he wears pants next visit!