Ugh. What a jerk! There's no WAY I'm doing this for him! I mean, what does he have to offer me? NOTHING. Grr. I throw the broom against the rack of magazines and stalk off back to my checkstand. I flick the light back on just as Jeremy comes back. He's carrying a Big Mac and a large drink in his hand. "You... you..." He sees the customer I am helping. "I will deal with you later!" I shudder.
I turn off my check stand light. It's finally closing time.