D.O.P.-T.

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Always something new. Last night an elderly gent with a catheter poking out of his shirtsleeve tottered in twice. The first time he wanted to buy 2 packs of Marlboros. I sent him over to the 7-11; he acted as if he'd never heard of such an establishment. Then a bit later he came back and wanted alcoholic drinks. I sent him back to 7-11. (Meanwhile of course I'm dealing with a 3-ring circus inside the store. And we really don't look like a liquor store inside. Maybe he was blind.)

Then I came home and the ginger cat was on the porch. He (I assume) took one look at me and left.