One thing that doesn't happen often at work are the strange headscratching moments. Back at the gas station moments like that weren't that uncommen. Strange stories would unfold in front of me at times. I think it happened for the first time at copy shop. As a couple was leaving, one of our regulars passed them by on the way in. She asked us who they were and then proceeded to tell us something odd. Apparantly the women had disappeared from her family in Park City six years ago. The family had never heard from her since. And she had left them with the guy she was with. Strange.
That was the kind of strangeness that would happen at the gas station. There was a day that some mother and daughter got in a fight and the mother decided to walk back to Oak Creek. It seems that the woman would have been rather damaged by this walk perhaps fatally. Thankfully there was sheriff's deputy there that went out and pick the woman up. A year later the daughter called me an asshole because she couldn't use a credit card for lottery tickets. Sweet!
I'm destined to either have or witness odd encounters. And that's ok with me.
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