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so i need some fings. i left my umbrella on the train -- fitting, as i found it on the train for free in the first place. i need some usb flash drives. hdmi cables. perhaps a pair of shorts. walmart is obviously the place i prepare myself. i get rather high in the parking lot; then just chill out for a few minutes. according to google's nazi metrics, walmart traffic dips around 8pm. i am just watching parking lot theatre, high, for twenty minutes, until it's after 8. i enter the walmart. they have very pointedly omitted baskets -- either you carry shit, or you get a shopping cart. two size options. i am not in the mood for a cart today. this is a carry run the usb sticks are locked. i am briefly tempted to just rip it off the shelf, because there are zero employees in sight. i hunt around, and eventually find one. the man is definitely not neurotypical, but we more or less hit it off, in a thoroughly derpy sort of way. he's holding the USB sticks i wanted, post-unlock, in his hand. i ask about HDMI cables; he leads me to the HDMI cables. then there is a moment of intense confusion: i am trying to get him to hand me the USB sticks, but i've just asked for HDMI cables, and he's forgotten that he's holding the USB sticks and he just can't fathom i tangent this into a mutual laugh with something like, "oh, yeah, i want HDMI cables, but i also want USB sticks and indicating." he says "come over here, i ring you up fast, you don't have to wait forever" and he's already walking off. i hurriedly pick out four HDMI cable pods from the racks and chase after him. as he's ringing me up, he pauses. |
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"do you like the beatles?" he suddenly asks. he does not even wait for me to answer. he asks another question: "how many people do you know that like the beatles?" at this point, my brain explodes, because this is a really complex question. i decide to curtail the rabbit hole and just tick off some names: "oh, jeez, a lot of people, my mom, my dad, my sister, other family members..." then he wants me to pick a song. i opt for 'come together.' he begins rattling off dates, track orders. he whips out a tablet and shows me that everything he's said was spot-on. he asks me to pick another. i go with strawberry fields. same deal. he tells me there's a newspaper doing an article on him. i say, "people don't realize how tough it is having a good memory; you remember bad things very clearly" and he's already nodding. then i tried out some of my weasel theory on him: "yeah, i was trying to reference a conversation with someone i had months ago, and they didn't remember at first... but, once i prompted them, they were all 'oh yeah' and it sort of came back to them and do you feel like memory is actually a creative process? best walmart employee i've ever encountered. tempted to go back tomorrow on hope he's on shift |
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hah, cool. i just get sort of flustered if checkout staff want to chat. but get this, last time i went to the shop i was buying two packs of tobacco, 30g and 50g (i didn't have enough cash for 2 x 50g) and the guy serving me was extremely suspicious of this. like, beyond asking "why the two packs" he went on to tell me buying it for under 18s was illegal and that he would call the police if he found i was doing that. for no apparent reason. i guess maybe some kids had just tried buying some but still. rude dude was rude |
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if as cashier sells tobacco to someone he shouldn't, he's pretty fucked, at least in the US. government shows up with $500 fine or something and that's like 2/3 of what you make for the week at a job like that. so i always bring that up when i get carded -- i guess it's not so bad that at 34 cashiers still think i might be underage -- and through that approach there is no rudeness. but, i do suppose i've not been suspected of fencing |
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