So do you guys want to hear about the weirdness I encountered yesterday? I stopped at Circle K for my morning
So I am standing in line behind this guy. He's older, maybe late 40's or early 50's. He's tall. His hair is a little disheveled but it is early in the morning on a Sunday so who the hell am I to judge another person's grooming, right? He's buying a 44 ounce beverage, a coffee, a newspaper and a gallon of milk. Typical Sunday morning convenience store purchases.
But when he gets to the counter to pay, he also asks for a Penthouse magazine.
Wow. That's a little gross at 5:00 in the morning, right? On a Sunday? It's not just me, is it? I mean I guess I never thought of purchasing a nudie mag so early on the Lord's day, you know?And now I don't even want to know what's up with the gallon of milk.
Fast forward 15 minutes later, I am in the dark parking lot at work getting out of my car and guess who is walking into the building?
Penthouse with a side of milk.
He works here. In the same building. On Sundays.
And he wasn't carrying the milk. So I ask you friends. Where is the milk? What is up with that?
People are weird.