every time these prices show up on the digital display, the customer has to buy one more thing.
"i can't pay that."
i always thought it was kinda cool when the price was $6.66.
i just like the numbers.
when the price comes up to $4.19, i have the urge to tell them it's police code for a dead body. especially cops. but i don't want them to have to buy another thing because the kid behind the counter watches too much csi.
my name tag says Rob. imagine the would be thief staring at the young clerk with that word pinned to his chest. i won't tell you where or what gas station company, but i work at a convenience store. i serve the scum of the earth. sometimes.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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