Once again, I found myself incredibly uncomfortable at a local gas station/ convenience store last night.
As I trudged home from my hard day of street-corner proselitizing, I found myself counting the change in my cap, hoping that I could tally enough to swing in to my favorite convenience store (once again, I shan’t offer the name, but the total…18) for an ice cool refreshing beverage. As I entered the store, this is what I saw and heard…
Arlen, the loyal clerk who day after day has sold me my soda and my energy pill, was being evaluated by his boss, Thad.
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