i was at a neighborhood bar grabbing some dinner when i noticed that there was this guy carding people next to my table near the entrance way. at first i thought perhaps the guys he was carding were young-ish, however, further observance showed that he was carding them b/c he was selling them cigarettes...right in the middle of the restaurant--where no smoking is allowed.
he had a little duffle bag filled with different brands of cigs to choose from, and a portable ID reader. it was strange to have this transaction happen next to you while you are eating. he reminded me of someone who sells popcorn or drinks at a ball game. it was a rather strange sight, one that i've not encountered before.
On my way to Oz
15 years ago
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