Dollar $tore
I discovered I needed a pocket-sized notebook and noticed a dollar store so I stopped there and went in. I found the notebook and a pack of stick pens and walked up to the register. There was a line of half a dozen customers waiting their turn at the counter. At the front was a woman with a cart full of items who was disputing the price and condition of every item one by one and it was
taking a long time. I didn't want to drive to another store to get the notebook so I waited patiently at the back of that line.
Two more customers extended the line behind me while I stood there. The woman finally reached the bottom of her cart and everything was on the counter properly rung up and in bags. Instead of presenting cash or writing a check the
woman said, "My boyfriend be here soon. He got the money."
Two more customers extended the line behind me while I stood there. The woman finally reached the bottom of her cart and everything was on the counter properly rung up and in bags. Instead of presenting cash or writing a check the
woman said, "My boyfriend be here soon. He got the money."
I sighed and expected the clerk to push the stuff aside, clear the register an continue with the next customer but that did not happen. Things just stopped.
The clerk got out her cell phone and called her boyfriend for a chat. Worse, the other folks in line seemed to accept the situation as normal. Everyone just stopped moving. No one complained. They looked as if they weren't even breathing except for one customer who got out her cell phone and called her mother to chat about operations and diseases.
I waited for a minute until I realized that nothing further would happen in that store until the boyfriend arrived with the money and I didn't see any cars driving up out front. I put the notebook and pens down and left thinking I had seen this show once a long time ago on Twilight Zone. Rod Serling should walk into the scene and wind up the show followed by final credits.
The clerk got out her cell phone and called her boyfriend for a chat. Worse, the other folks in line seemed to accept the situation as normal. Everyone just stopped moving. No one complained. They looked as if they weren't even breathing except for one customer who got out her cell phone and called her mother to chat about operations and diseases.
I waited for a minute until I realized that nothing further would happen in that store until the boyfriend arrived with the money and I didn't see any cars driving up out front. I put the notebook and pens down and left thinking I had seen this show once a long time ago on Twilight Zone. Rod Serling should walk into the scene and wind up the show followed by final credits.
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