One sunny Monday afternoon Fernando is milling about online when a high schooler enters the store. This high schooler had visited irregularly at times in the past, always in the company of its peers.
Ignorant of the consequences that would follow from engaging her in harmless conversation, Fernando says, “Hello,” when she passes the counter.
She immediately slumps upon the countertop and buries her head in her folded arms. “I'm really bored.”
“That's good news for me,” says Fernando, “considering I'm in the home entertainment business. You looking for something in particular?”
She giggles even though Fernando had said nothing particularly humorous. “I don't know.” Then, out of nowhere: “I wish I had a beard. That would be cool.”
Fernando scratches the side of his face, upon a portion of his own Obligatory Nerd Beard. “Erm. They're actually sort of annoying to properly maintain. But with the hormone therapies available today I'm sure if you really, really wanted one badly enough you could attain your goal.”
She giggles again. Poor, ignorant Fernando. “How much for a pop?” she asks.
“Dollar-fifty after deposit.”
“Oh. Okay.” She fishes out one-fifty in change and dumps it on the counter, then retrieves a Mountain Dew from Fernando's sodey pop fridge. “See you later!” she chirps.
“Adieu,” responds Fernando before turning back to his internet.
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