Man walks into gas station/mini-market. Man asks clerk if they accept credit cards. Clerk stated that they do. Man says, "Good. I ran out of cigars at my store so I'll be buying a ton."
Man proceeds to take plastic shopping bags from his pants pockets and fill the bags with those cheap, dime-store cigars.
Clerk watches man, while tending to other customers. Clerk periodically looks over the counter with a "W.T.F." look on his face, while the man at the cigar rack, which is only about 2.5 feet from the front counter, continues to fill bags with the cigars.
Man fills about 3 to 4 bags of cigars and as 2 other customers come into the store, the man leaves with the bags of cigars....without paying naturally.
Total take: $814.76 worth of various Phillies and Black & Mild cigars.
Loser: The zombie clerk.
The most angry: The zombie clerk's Manager
The winner: The man!
We'll let the crook win this one.
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