“Sir, excuse me sir.”

The clerk at the grocery store bumped me out of my version of a Bonnie and Clyde meeting with death. I figured at least they had some say in how they ended it all, just like those two dames in that movie, you know, where they flew off the cliff? Cept’ I was just one guy, no one to help me fly or watch me fall. Well, I always said in the end you can only rely on yourself because when everyone else is gone you can’t let yourself down because you’re all you’ve got.

It was sort of a long winded saying, I always figured I’d come up with a way to shorten it, make it witty or something and put it on a door mat or t-shirt.

“That will be $24.50”

I paid and walked back out to my Toyota Yaris. Piece of shit. CC told me I should get one because they were cute. They aren’t. Neither is the puke gold color my chariot sans horse came with. It did come with a dog though. CC, they wouldn’t let me leave her there, however.

I was still leaving her. I just had to drop by and get a few things first.