Things you can do when you get to a certain age

Tonight on the way home I stopped to give the car a drink of gas and me a drink of snapple. When I went inside the place for my beverage, there was some amount of yelling which at first I thought was just animated chat between two workers. Then I realized it was one-sided and as I approached the register I saw the source: a young man with a cellphone behind the counter. The older man who rang me up never made eye contact.

In short the woman on the phone had realized what a slime this young guy is and was dumping him and he was telling her very loudly how improved his life would be by this. As he spit out the f-word he looked straight at me and moved the phone away from his face to “apologize” to me.

Well, I said, you could just stop yelling.

I thanked the other man and was on my way.

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