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"HEY! WHERE'S EVERYBODY I WANT TO BUY A BEER!" Shouted a man as he stumbled round and round the front of the counter, as he repeatedly tried to fix the sleeves of his beige jacket from tickling the back of his palms; only for his wide swings to reinvite his sleeves down and disperse a pungent sweet and sour odor throughout the store.
In response, a skinny male with unkempt hair with an unremarkable pair of plastic-framed glasses emerged from the below the counter. "I'm here, sorry for the wait... Sir.", spoke the skinny man in a neutral and purposefully apathetic tone, befitting the faded out stripped-convivence store uniform he donned, pausing for the slightest moment, before politely addressing the ungentlemanly gentleman before him.
"Finally...Bloody kids nowadays, always so slow and so useless" Grumbled the older man as he misjudged the height of the counter and dropped his aluminum can 2 inches high from the counter, making a distractively loud pair of thuds on the counter as the can collided with the counter and fell onto his side to roll slowly along the counter.
The younger man's eye narrowed only for a slight moment, before he sluggishly and silently prevented the can from making its away over the counter. With the can in hand, the younger man glanced down and the brought the product to the scanner. In response, the machine gave a delightful beep* to cheerfully inform the men that the product was ready for sale.
Moments passed as the absence of the inorganic beep began to fill the store, finally the drunk man remembered that he was irritated by the peacefulness in the store and his scowl's contorted further before his lips parted to hurl a satisfactory level of abuse. "Hey, you useless brat. What's the cost? Hurry up! Not everybody is a dead end job just waiting for a piss!"
In response, the cashier glanced up with his frames weighing heavily on the bridge of his nose. "Sir..." He started slowly, "How would you like to pay?"
"Cash of course!" Angrily spitted the foul-smelly man as he continued to rant, "You young kids have no respect! You think everything runs on technology? Card this, Card that? Absolutely Ridiculous! I want to play by cash! I said Cash!"
"By cash? I see....." A slow smile started to gleam from the beyond the counter... "Unfortunately, all of our cash machines are currently out of order, I apologies for the inconvenience."
"WHAT!" Shouted the man as he slammed his palm on the counter with his noses flared up, "Tell me that first next time! Useless kids wasting time on everything..."
As the customer stumbled back outside the store, the cashier, breathe an unpleasant sigh before continuing to tidy the inventory below the counter. Nothing that happened was worth remembering.
In response, a skinny male with unkempt hair with an unremarkable pair of plastic-framed glasses emerged from the below the counter. "I'm here, sorry for the wait... Sir.", spoke the skinny man in a neutral and purposefully apathetic tone, befitting the faded out stripped-convivence store uniform he donned, pausing for the slightest moment, before politely addressing the ungentlemanly gentleman before him.
"Finally...Bloody kids nowadays, always so slow and so useless" Grumbled the older man as he misjudged the height of the counter and dropped his aluminum can 2 inches high from the counter, making a distractively loud pair of thuds on the counter as the can collided with the counter and fell onto his side to roll slowly along the counter.
The younger man's eye narrowed only for a slight moment, before he sluggishly and silently prevented the can from making its away over the counter. With the can in hand, the younger man glanced down and the brought the product to the scanner. In response, the machine gave a delightful beep* to cheerfully inform the men that the product was ready for sale.
Moments passed as the absence of the inorganic beep began to fill the store, finally the drunk man remembered that he was irritated by the peacefulness in the store and his scowl's contorted further before his lips parted to hurl a satisfactory level of abuse. "Hey, you useless brat. What's the cost? Hurry up! Not everybody is a dead end job just waiting for a piss!"
In response, the cashier glanced up with his frames weighing heavily on the bridge of his nose. "Sir..." He started slowly, "How would you like to pay?"
"Cash of course!" Angrily spitted the foul-smelly man as he continued to rant, "You young kids have no respect! You think everything runs on technology? Card this, Card that? Absolutely Ridiculous! I want to play by cash! I said Cash!"
"By cash? I see....." A slow smile started to gleam from the beyond the counter... "Unfortunately, all of our cash machines are currently out of order, I apologies for the inconvenience."
"WHAT!" Shouted the man as he slammed his palm on the counter with his noses flared up, "Tell me that first next time! Useless kids wasting time on everything..."
As the customer stumbled back outside the store, the cashier, breathe an unpleasant sigh before continuing to tidy the inventory below the counter. Nothing that happened was worth remembering.
