Once Upon a Time

Actually, I spend enough time on Interstate highways that I have ideas about convenience stores, so I'd want to run one. For starters, the rest rooms would be hands free. You wouldn't have to touch doors that somebody else (that didn't wash their hands did) they would open automatically, like supermarket doors.

Fixtures would flush automatically, or with foot pedals. Sinks would work much the same. Hand dryers the same- automatic or foot controlled. No point in touching anything with clean hands in the restroom, is there? If you did they wouldn't be clean any more.
 
I'll be an astronomer, seems a likely profession amoungst all these stars.
 
And another thing. The convenience store would be open 24hours for everyone's convenience.

It would have a pop-corn machine so that fresh popcorn would be available on demand.

It would have an automatic teller machine. It would have adequate parking. The handi-capped parking really would be handi-capped accessible.

There would not be signs on the front saying "It's What's For Dinner" & "Live Bait";)
 
I would want to be the beautiful lonely widow. Rich dead husband, and nothing to do with my time but sit on the front porch in my skimpy top & high cut shorts, and paint my toenails.
 
I would make a career change for this town. Travel agent. For all the comings and goings around here, it could be quite lucrative.
 
Wine-o

If the sommelier position's already been filled I'll be the bike-rack, outside the craft store, with a great view of that widow-lady's window... ;)
 
Nah, I'm too squeemish to look at blood, but I'm sure you've noticed the many attractive packages around town, you'll have to squeeze your own...

Thing is, the nighthunter is back in town carrying his claymoor...although now that I think about it just because vampires are vulnerable to decapitation doesn't mean there's any % to hunting them at night.
 
I'd be that guy you always see in every town - the one sitting in the corner of the bar, drinking Maker's Mark, spouting philosophy and poetry and jerking off.
 
I save the philosophy and usually drink makers mark when someone else is paying.

Morgy got into it last night though...
 
I'll be the crazy old maid with lots of well-kept cats in her spooky mansion on the hill.
 
I think I'd be a big name player on the pro hockey team. :)
 
Socratic Gadfly, Confidante and General Niusance, that is my role! :D
 
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