The following are the left-over thoughts written down in a notebook while working. I recently said, "goodbye" to this job, only because I was offered a job with an actual salary. 
    In ancient Rome, there were people who actually made their living as professional mourners. I could do that. I need some business cards.
    There is a little vulturing going on for the scooter wheelchair. A lady puts it back after she is through driving and another lady moves pretty fast to get into it. It's cruel to think of people playing some form of mobility musical chairs with this thing.
    This store prides itself on being SO cheap. They sell peanuts for $1.00 per can. I have news for them. CVS sells peanuts for $6.99. But they're buy one get one free. I'm going there after work.
    What does a confederate battle flag with the letters "FTH" stand for? Whatever it means, I say to the tattoo artist, "Keep working at it. It almost looks like a real tattoo."
    A dad gives his 7 year-old a choice,"Which one are you getting, the marshmallows or the bananas? You're only getting one." The girls defies all natural instincts and said, "Bananas." The mom chimes in and says, "We'll get the marshmallows. Then there will be no messy peels."
    The bottled water brand is, "Niagra." With the graphic of a giant water drop covering part of the 'N,' it kind of looks like a 'V.' Hmm. That would sell.
    A couple young guys wander into the parking lot, split up, and grab two shopping carts. They "captain" them and disappear around the corner. They re-appear with more friends/family members and some goods in the carts. They wander of with a sense of accomplishment and an air of entitlement. I snap a couple shots because I am James Rockford at heart.

    A man in his mid to late forties approaches and talks with me for ten minutes. I'm thinking he has nothing to do and no one to talk to. He mentions his little girl is having a birthday party at Chuckie Cheese's next door. As he finally starts to leave, I say, "Have fun at the party." He responds, "Oh, it's not mine. It's my little girl's party." Oh. Could it be that I have been accidentally showing up (and having fun) at my girls' birthday parties?
    Note: Next time, while trying to sell something and someone says,"No thanks. I can't afford it." Don't respond, "I didn't think so."
    It's a good time I'm not judgmental. If I was, I would think something like, "Why is a person who looks that large going into Sports Authority? Hopefully it is for mall-walking shoes." And I should feel bad if I thought stuff like that.
    I almost make a sale to a person who doesn't read, yet needs papers for the rabbit cage. Instead of selling, I donated a stack of them to her for rabbit toilet paper.
    A man asks me if there is any good news in the papers I am selling. I told him that I know of only one source for truly Good News. He chuckles, points at the newspaper, and says,"And it ain't that, is it?"
    Talking to a man who has multiple diodes stuck to his arms and chest. What kind of Tech doesn't take those off for you when you get an EKG? I wouldn't see all of the electronic contacts if this man's t-shirt was not see-through like Wonder Woman's plane.
    Cosmetology School. Cosmetology School.