The Twilight Zoning

If you haven't noticed already, a lot of these anecdotes come from working the service desk. This is chiefly because this is the place where people tend to become the most unhinged, and therefore, mildly hilarious. At times, though, I am positive I have entered an alternate dimension, or been dosed with MDA, or both.

Sometimes the most enjoyable perspective is that of the fly on the wall, being forced to observe slices of other people's lives exclusively by dint of proximity.

I felt it was particularly important to point out that this person a.) had just donated plasma (see bandaging on left arm), and b.) was wearing a short sleeved dress shirt and a tie. Both of these elements convey the sense of desperation that effectively frame the tone of this guy's outburst at a Target ATM.

This exchange defies any further explanation, except to assert that this is exactly how it transpired, including the four words I contributed to the dialogue and where it went from there.

Submitted for your approval,

Team Member X