Walmart: A Fictional Narrative

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I Have a part time job that i go to, Walmart. One night around 10 'O clock I was checking out the last people in my line before I clocked out. As I was checking out a lady I noticed she kept laughing and looking back. I looked back and did 't see anything. She still kept looking backing. I looked back once more and saw what she was laughing at. Behind her in line was an old man around sixty years old. He was wearing jeans that had been cut very short up his thigh and a crop top. He wasn 't wearing any shoes and his hair was in pigtails. He kept going up and down the aisle looking for something. He was getting on his knees and looking under the register. After the women left he walked up to the register and I checked him out. I told about