Last Friday, I'm working through the truck, and I see this guy in a white tank-top near the first register at the entrance of the store. Okay. He exists. Thank you, eyes, I acknowledge his presence, and move on with my daily tasks.
Fifteen minutes, he's still there. He's actually reading the store calendar, likely for fun.
Then this guy rides up on his bike outside the store, with a plastic bag with a paper bag in it. I can't believe what happened next, but the guy in the white tank-top had ordered Chinese Food to the store. He pays for it, puts it in the wagon I had just noticed, and starts walking around with it while eating. It looked like chicken; kinda chicken. Chickenish in nature. May have contained chicken. Sweet saucy Scootaloo.
So... lunch and shopping. Cool!
He actually ended up buying six hundred dollars of stuff. I mean that's not hard to do at a Hardware Store, power tools and all, but still. I don't even think he left any garbage to him. Props!
Fifteen minutes, he's still there. He's actually reading the store calendar, likely for fun.
Then this guy rides up on his bike outside the store, with a plastic bag with a paper bag in it. I can't believe what happened next, but the guy in the white tank-top had ordered Chinese Food to the store. He pays for it, puts it in the wagon I had just noticed, and starts walking around with it while eating. It looked like chicken; kinda chicken. Chickenish in nature. May have contained chicken. Sweet saucy Scootaloo.
So... lunch and shopping. Cool!
He actually ended up buying six hundred dollars of stuff. I mean that's not hard to do at a Hardware Store, power tools and all, but still. I don't even think he left any garbage to him. Props!
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