![]() This usually works out well, but, being siblings, we would end up bickering sometimes.Īt the time of this story, I am seven and my brother is eleven. He is horribly dyslexic but has great coordination, whereas I am an excellent reader but lack the dexterity to play many kind of games. Growing up, my brother and I often play video games together, with him at the controls and me paying attention to the plot and telling him where to go next. Or, they would complain to me that they were just in a town forty-five minutes away and their gas was thirty-five cents cheaper, as if they were subtly threatening to just go there instead if I (as the lowly cashier) didn’t use Dumbledore’s Elder Wand to magically make the gas prices cheaper. ![]() Sadly, these “intelligent” people would continue to do the same stuff.Īnd finally, when they were inside, they would continue to remind me that it’s my fault cigarettes and gas are expensive. One day, I just decided to put ten paper arrows all pointing to the “PULL” signs on the door, thinking this would help, but no. Once the imaginary begging for mercy from the zombies was over, they would give up, pull calmly on the door, see that it just magically opened, and walk in with some kind of sly remark about what had just happened. I have lost count of how many times (daily) people would park and walk up to the door, and even though it said, “PULL,” in big capital letters, would push the door only for it to just kind of halt them and rattle a bit.įrom there, rather than pull the door open, instead, they would grab the door and start violently shaking the door aggressively for a good five seconds as if a horde of zombies was inches away from them and they were desperately trying to get inside. ![]() Like every other business in America (for the most part), we had signs on our door that let you know that you have to pull for the door to open, and then inside upon leaving, you would, of course, push to open them. I used to work at a gas station years ago.
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