Our lighting is specially timed to discourage rational decision making, some people are just too sensitive. The customer has disturbed the order of the shampoo, the rigid arrangement of product and shelf. I become activated, commanding, a general directing his troops. There must be restoration of order. The offending perpetrator is thrown out into the parking lot where he lies twitching over an oil spot.
Shelves are realigned, shampoo is daubed off the floor.
I'm going out with a waitress. Her name is Diane . We met over a steaming plate of buffalo meat. She's studying to be a teacher. Under a prison scholarship.