This guy has been coming into the store for years. He writes on his t-shirts with fabric paint, and it's all sort of pseudo biblical stuff. (Please don't take this into Fratching territory). He just gives off the distinct impression of being not all there, and makes many of us uncomfortable. He's written all over his motorcycle helmet, too. He used to talk and says things as weird as are written on the shirts, but he hasn't spoken lately.
He visited my checkout line today
He was sporting the shirt that read "HEAVEN. Even my dogs r goin there. R U?" Thankfully he didn't do anything other than nod when I asked him how he was, but his purchase disturbed me.
A package of sewer tubing. A large black and gray area rug (rolled up) and a large roll of duct tape.

Made for an excellent breaktime story, LOL.
He visited my checkout line today

A package of sewer tubing. A large black and gray area rug (rolled up) and a large roll of duct tape.

Made for an excellent breaktime story, LOL.
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