Never had blog before, so I figured why the hell not. Sometimes things that maybe you really don't want to burden your family with or bore them you just want to vent about, work related things or maybe even politics.
So why not a blog even if no one even reads it. At you can throw it out and hope that someone out there shares your interest. On different things.
I walked into a store today and the person behind the counter did not even acknowledge me. Not even a glance.I was getting a soda at the machine. When I heard the door alarm go off. Three teen age kids walked in and took a right I had my soda and was looking at the chips and noticed once again when the kids entered the clerk once again did not even look to see the teens walk in.
And then I noticed the kids seeing this too and looking to each other and smiling. Right then and there I knew it was one thing. A Beer Run. I sat laughng to myself. This is going interesting. The Teens by this time had already been to the cooler got a twelve pack each and was heading for the door at a slow pace even. I walked to the counter and place my things on the counter. The teens were making thier way down the final aisle. And still the clerk had not looked up.
I was rolling on the inside I was almost rooting for the thirsty teens because of this clerks incompetence. Finally after the clerk begins to stir and turn his attention to me. And the rest of his store. He figures the article in the magazine was to important to break visual contact. The guy grabs the scanner runs it over the soda and the chip by merely glancing out the corner of his eyes. And tells me the price. But still yet has not acknowledged me. I stood there hold a 5 dollar bill at half arm lenth. He was reading the article I was looking at the kids running out the door with a smile on my face. And a thumbs up. The guy finally sets the magazine down takes my five and gives me my change.
Nearly thirty dollars in product walked out his door and never even saw the kids come in or leave...That was the highlight of my day.
