One of the scariest moments of my life.
I was parked on the side of Chevron. IN my Mercedes. And the cashier was cleaning up the debris with a broom.
I was sitting there in the front drivers' seat, thinking, "Why is he not at the fucking counter?" Was there two of them? NO.
I panicked. Because I remembered, he gave away candy or sadoas to the people in front of me in line (I purchased Starbursts).
Was the world being taken over by criminals? Did anyone notice?
Shortly after that, someone rearended my car. Didn't do any damage luckily.
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