henry

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I met Henry at the Home Hardware on a Saturday afternoon. He was a typical "over shopper". Went in for a broom and came out with that plus two packs of lightbulbs, a pack of screws, a hammer, an electric drill, some cat food and a box of shammies.

He needed me. He winked at the cashier and said, " thanks I got this" when she asked him if he wanted to buy a $10 Home Hardware bag to carry his stuff.

But he didn't have it. I watched him fumble his way to the sliding doors until the boxes went flying in the air. I caught them in mid air for him and placed his items in a bag. A plastic bag.

"DUDE. Put that away man. You're gonna get us in trouble".

" Nah. Last right to use man. You want it? You can have it. $5."

He looked around nervously and quickly said, "Shit. Okay yeah I'll take it then." And he slid me $5 down low at his side before bolting quickly to his truck so no one saw his heinous crime. My card was in the bag.

He'd be back. I was getting good at this.

 I was getting good at this

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