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Evil Deeds Never Go Unrewarded
The line at the mini-mart was long.
it was of the few places open at this
time of day and the virtual last stop
before one entered the rural district.
It seemed everyone had some item
they needed to purchase and of
course, Marge was way at the end
of the line.
The cashier, despite the crowd, was deep in quarrel with her boyfriend. Arguing into the handset she was oblivious to the customers. All she knew was that her boyfriend had lied
and she was going to get to the bottom of it, even if it took the next five hours.
The mumbles of the proto-customers turned to grumbles, and to avoid distraction, the
cashier turned her back, and took a step, safe behind the counter.
How long people would stand on an unmoving line watching the cashier’s drama while
waiting to pay for their items was under a minute.
Many passed rude remarks as they stomped out, leaving their aborted purchases
on the counter.
Marge was chewing obscenities as gum. She really needed to get the items and get
home ten minutes ago.
As she reached the top of the line by attrition, she pasted on her best plastic smile and
in her most mind dead voice spoke at the subsidary idiots who worked there.
Looking compassionately at the cashier, Marge demurred;
“I don’t want to disturb her, I’ll pay for my items when I come back,” and walked out the door clutching her selections.
As she drove away, the sheer insanity of what she’d done had her laughing out loud.
She kept seeing the dopey faces of the staff which had never expected anyone to
behave as Marge had.
After a few days of dining out on her story of the Mini-mart she began to feel a bit guilty.
Marge decided to go back, apologise for walking out with the items, pay for them, and if the boss was there, in the most damaging but polite way explain why she had done so.
After all, she was a good customer, she could be trusted and the cashier should be fired.
As she entered the mini-mart with her resolve, a mix of contrition and justifiable annoyance, she was stunned when the cashier greeted her with a beatific smile.
“They told me what you said, and I really appreciate it...” the cashier exclaimed.
Feeling really embarrassed and confused, wanting to apologise for stealing the items, but taken off guard, Marge searched for distraction. Her eyes fell on a Teddy Bear.
She asked the cashier how much it cost to divert..
“Oh it’s free if you have a coupon..." the Cashier informed, and before Marge could
speak; "Come...” beckoned the Cashier.
The cashier led Marge to an aisle of stacked loaves of bread, and began searching
through them. Marge wanted to tell her not to bother or turn the conversation to her indebtedness, but as the Cashier was totally engrossed in her task, Marge held silent..
Shortly the Cashier had found the loaf with the hidden coupon, gave it to Marge with a beaming smile.
In a daze, Marge went to the counter, paid for the bread, got the Teddy Bear, thanked
the cashier and went out quickly, appreciating that evil deeds never go unrewarded.