Dec 7 2009
Eric and I are pulling into the parking lot of Walmart. We get out and as we are going in, there are metal detectors. My old manager is standing there, and I notice I am dressed shabbily. I hope she doesn't notice me. I look over at Eric's clothes, he is still wearing his Sunday suit and is dressed nicely.
We get inside and I hand my pen to eric and he tosses it on the floor. I demand he pick it up. He refuses. I tell him I am leaving, and I go out and walk to the car. The weather is cold and snowy. EOD
