Well, well, well they thought they'd put one over on yours truly. I had it timed out to stop by Walmart because HEB is a zoo and since the liquor store is in the next strip center, I would arrive a little after opening at 10am for my bottle of gin. There was a sign on the door with the new hours, 11am-8pm, and they hadn't thought to call or text me or send up a skywriter, they let me waste a trip to town. Walmart was just a time killer and a way to get some kicks getting 3 feet away from each shopper and clearing my throat.
So I am faced with a dilemma, burn some more time in town or head back and go to the local bottle shop where I'd sworn to never return. The attractive woman working in there wanted me, I could tell. I could tell because she carefully bagged my purchases when I first shopped there but then one day I went in and saw it, she was bagging another man's purchases and not only him but two more men. She was gang bagging three men, right there in front of me. Well, my sensibilities will not allow for such tawdry behavior so I vowed to never return.
So, I did the only logical thing I could do in town. I broke into the liquor store through the back door, got my gin and left payment on the counter. I didn't have correct change so I rounded down. Now I am feeling bad about the rounding down.
This disease is awful and I am appalled by the behavior I am seeing from my fellow citizens.