Aside from a beat-up Dodge Caravan and a non-descript pick-up, I was the only car in the parking lot. Rushing past the baskets and carts, I glanced at my pink-and-glittering watch: 11:45pm.
Fifteen minutes til closing.
Moments later, clutching my morning-must-have: 2% milk for splashing coffee and dousing Grape Nuts, I checked out.
Sleepy. Dreading the 5am wake-up call. But mostly, oblivious to anyone.
"Well aren't you just a bright spot of sunshine?" chirped Norma as she counted my change.
"You just brightened our day," she continued to beam.
I'm clearly never shopping anywhere else.