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.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Convenient Groceries

a late twenties early thirties mother came in.

went straight for the candy aisle.

she stared at it as a whole for a full three seconds before shooting her hand down to grab two ring pops.

she laid them on the counter without a word and cracked open her billfold.

i began to laugh a little.

she snapped her head up.

" hm? "

" nothing. i was just imagining you in your living room watching tv and suddenly going 'SHEEIT! i gotta run tuh th'store 'n get ringpops!' "

she wasn't amused.

some people don't think i'm funny.

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