Staring at the Demon who is right by the Slurpee machine, I can only begin to ponder on how my life had led me to this point. I have never been one to believe in karma. But at the end of the day, I suppose it is all about cause and effect, right? So, if that is the case, what the hell did I do in a past life to cause this effect? Why can I not simply go to the local seven eleven without running into trouble?
The cashier stays frozen as the Demon walks up to the chips. He has his wings out and his Demonic eyes are as freaky as anything that I have ever seen. He begins to devour the chips. He appears to like the Doritos blue ranch as he munches down on those as quickly as possible.
“Hey buddy.” I started, for some reason thinking that I can level with this guy.
“Got to be more discreet.”