I’m not typically a self-conscious individual, but tonight I was pretty embarrassed.
You see, every time I go to BI-LO late at night to purchase my triweekly half-gallon of ice cream, the same cashier is working!
It’s like we’re best friends now. He, the poor guy who works the third shift every night at Bi-Lo- and me, the future dietitian who purchases and consumes a half gallon of cookie dough ice cream every night. We’re just the type of best friends that make eye-contact, nod shamefully, and say “hey… heh heh..”
Though our relationship be awkward, I think me and this cashier will be seeing a lot of each other until graduation. College is hard, ice cream is good, and BI-LO has the best!