Gentleman pulls up in his dark silver Ford Escape and Saunders up to the kiosk window. He's dressed in just about the worst plaid/gingham patterned twill pants in various shades of green, a yellow belt (yes...that's right...I said yellow), and with a snugly tucked in powder baby blue polo shirt and flip up sunglasses. The polo is tucked in his pants so tight and against his red rubber dodgeball sized beer gut that u can see the indentation of his poo-peck.
"Hi there!" He says with a creepy child molesting voice. "How are you today?"
I can't help but look at him awkwardly and answer back the best I can without giggling a little, "I am fine and yourself?"
He smiles and exposed his full set of corn coloured teeth, "well I am just great, can you fetch me a box of Pyramid Red 100's, please?"
I turn to grab the smokes which are on the very bottom of the rack. As I I rear my head up and start to turn, in my periph I see his face pressed into the glass and head cocked to the side...staring...in the direction of my ass! I hurried back around and he just continues to marinate me with his oily glazed look.
I ring up the smokes and tell him the the total of $4.13. He then says, with an immediate change of facial expression, "Jesus Christ, when did they go up?"
I said "well I'm sorry, sir, but they are on sale and have been the same price for the last month of $3.75 plus tax. Which comes to $4.13."
He looks at me and says "dude, I was here last week and they were $3.60 with the tax!"
"If you were charged that then that was a luck of the draw I guess." I said while chuckling to ease the tension.
He then fires back, "well whatever, you guys take and take for these things and they are so fucking expensive". Mind you when he saying this he is continually looking me up and and down while rubbing that stupid fat pooch of his. I need this guy gone...I don't care about being hit on, I care that he's gross about it...and that he's bitching to me over 53Fucking¢
He forks over the money by handing me a fucking $100 bill that he pulled from a wad mixed with 20's and 100's...I make his change and hand him his smokes without looking at him or saying anything. I turn to step away and he yells "LATER YOU FUCKING TEASE!"
