He’s always had an unsettling presence about him, but this one particular time, he bought a few items and for whatever reason, they immediately struck me as the creepiest items he could buy at the same time:
- 1 package of 6 mini cupcakes
- 1 wine cooler
- 2 cans of cat food
- 1 can of diced white potatoes
I instantly had a bad feeling. Maybe it was the mini- cupcakes that did it. Or the one wine cooler. Or the… never mind, I think it’s just all bad. I can’t find a specific reason he makes me uncomfortable. It could be his awkward forced rambling chatter, or his creeper uniform of track pants and running shoes in the middle of the afternoon. There’s just this general aura of uneasiness that surrounds me when I have to cash him out.
The girl who just can't play it cool 