Rob is sitting behind the counter. He is bored. He looks bored. Working at 7/11 is boring. He is thirty two. This is too old for Rob to be working at the cash register of 7/11. He know this. In ten minutes the highlight of his day will happen.
An old hobo walks into 7/11. He is drunk. He has been drinking. And he is happy. Melvin, the hobo, is a happy drunk. He goes into the 7/11 and grabs a bottle of Schnaps from the back of the store. He goes to the slushy machine. He opens the bottle. He empties the bottle into a Big Gulp™cup, slowly mixing it with raspberry slushy.. He is happy. Happy to be getting more drunk.
Edan is breaking down boxes. He is the night manager. Of the 7/11. He is wound tightly. He comes out of the back. He sees what is happening. He puts down the boxes, wrapped neatly in twine. He starts yelling:
“HEY! You! Get out of my store*”
Edan is chasing Melvin. Melvin is chugging the slushy. Rob is watching. ”This is great,” Rob thinks.
Edan tackles Melvin. Melvin throws up the slushy. Rob is watching. ”Oh my God, this is amazing!” Rob thinks.
The cops come. The store is a mess. Edan tells Rob to clean up the vomit/slushy mess. ”This sucks,” Rob thinks.
There are 7 more hours in Rob’s shift.
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