a young regular came in the day before yesterday and looked me dead in the face.
i don't even think he was there for anything other than to do so.
i suppose at one point i'd carded him for buying rillos. since he looks the 17 range.
"do i look 21?" he asked seriously.
i stared at him for a beat.
before i could answer he cut me off.
"no i don't. my birthday's tomorrow." there was a growing excitement in his voice.
"well happy birthday." i replied.
About Me
- TerribleClerk
- 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.
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