If Today Is A Plot Then At Least It Has Interesting Characters
I’m working the register on July 4th. My crazy older coworker has been here long enough that I remember him selling me candy when I was a kid. It’s just the two of us, stuck on a holiday shift while everyone else is probably lighting things on fire in a park.
A man buys a single hot dog, three firecrackers, and a Red Bull.
Me: “That guy’s afternoon has a plot.”
Coworker: “That’s not a plot. That’s a Florida headline waiting to happen.”
Then a guy comes in and asks if we sell sparklers. We say no. He buys two lighters, a can of WD-40, and a slushie.
Coworker: “You think I should call the fire department now, or give him a ten-minute head start?”
