I slam my car into park and make a mad dash for the door. I hope I'm not too late to rent a copy of "Baby Mama" for tonight.
Me: (breathless) Do you have any copies of "Baby Mama?" (To the kid behind the counter)
Him: (Not bothering to look up) Yeah, over there. (Points amibiguously)
I grab a copy off the top of about twenty.
Me: Why are there so many copies? This is going to be the best movie ever! Where are the people standing in line waiting for their chance to see Amy Poehler and Tina Fey in a movie together?
Him: (Shrugs his shoulders)
I toss my five bucks on the counter.
Him: You have late fees.
Me: Figurd'.
I drop another sixty cents on the counter.
Him: That movie is due back tomorrow.
(Still not looking up)
Me: Not gonna happen. I never get my movies back in time.
Hey! Where are the Junior Mints? (Looking at the snack display)
Him: We don't sell them. (Wishing I would leave)
Me: Junior Mints are the best movie snack ever! Try this at home. One handful of popcorn, two Junior Mints. One handful of popcorn, two Junior Mints. (Demonstrating the technique)
Him: (Wishes he would have taken the job at McDonalds)
Me: Try it, you'll like it. Annie Payne said so. If you stock them, they will sell. I guarantee you.
I grab my movie, head for the door, and yell over my shoulder.
Me: I'm gonna check back with you to see if you tried it!
Him: (Decides that he will definitely stay in school so he doesn't have to work at the video store for the rest of his life)