Prop.—Deter drunkards from driving.

Following a late shift, after which I was famished, I drove to a nearby Walmart for unwholesome snackfood. As I emerged from my Charger & the frost that encased it, I was approached by a sluggish stranger who reeked noticeably of alcohol. Given the hour (that of 3 in the morning), & the wintry temperature (at 14 degrees), I wasn't inclined to linger. Nonetheless, he presented a set of keys, & shook them expectantly. He drew my attention to a shoddy pickup truck in the nearly vacant parking lot.

"I'm drunk as fuck." He shamelessly confessed. "I can't put my key in the ignition. Can you do it for me?"

Dumbfounded beneath the dark hood of my winter coat, I remember looking askance at his mindless face. "I can't be responsible for letting you drive."

I stopped short of chiding him outright. Sensibly, I refrained from upsetting a potential boor, who might've, in his inebriated condition, resorted to violence. So instead I turned away, & uttered an insincere "Sorry."

I can't be sure, but I think he tried insulting me for my unwillingness.

Inside, I immediately informed a customer service employee of the drunkard's reckless ambitions. She alerted the cops & thanked me for declining the man's request.



In other news, I have a new mask in the mail, along with some awesome accessories.