A guy comes into the
store with a girl one Monday evening. Fernando has seen the girl
before, but not in the company of this man. Presumably they are
swapping lovejuices on a routine basis.
The guy, you see, owes
Fernando forty-eight dollars in late fees, dating to about three
years prior. The Keeper suspects that maybe, just maybe, the young
lady had been brought along to rent for him by proxy, so that the
delinquent could avoid putting any amount of money onto his debt.
It's not the first time people who owed Fernando money have tried to
skirt the Keeper's wishes.
The two browse the store
for around ten minutes, and the guy is the one to select all the
movies for the evening, a sizable pile of four titles. This lends
further credence to Fernando's hypothesis that she is here as his
representative-minion. At last they approach the counter, and already
Fernando stands at attention on his side of the barrier. After
placing the tags upon the counter, the young man hands the lady a
five dollar bill.
“Did you want to throw
something onto your late fees?” he asks the young man.
“Uh, I'm not renting
these. She is.”
Fernando's eyes flick to
the girl, then back to the guy. “I had surmised as much. But I'm
not asking her, I'm asking you.”
“I, uh, I didn't bring
any cash with me.”
Fernando presses his lips
together and squints at the five. “Hrrm.”
“That's, uh, that's
hers.”
“Oh, no, absolutely. My
friends tell me to hold their money for them all the time, too.”
The two lovebirds
exchange an awkward look. Finally the guy says, “Can I put a dollar
on it?”
“It's a start. The largest journey begins with but a single step.”
Miraculously, the movies
are returned the following day. Perhaps this mini-saga will indeed
prove itself to be a story of redemption and—pssshhhhahahahahaha I
crack myself up.
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