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pete420xy) wrote,
It is SNOWWWWWING
Earlier tonight at work, a girl walked in with two guys. She was 21 but her friends weren't, and her friends helped her carry the three cases of beer from the cooler to the counter. So according to Colorado law, that's somewhat of a faux pas, and it would be considered unlawful for me to sell to them. I have kicked many a person out of the store for this reason before. I usually give people a friendly reminder that there is another liquor store just down the street they could go try. But for some reason, maybe because she was cute, this time I said "you know what? I don't think I saw anything. I wasn't even watching when you carried this up." I could not in good conscience send these people out driving to any other liquor store on the snow. Not because being on the road is dangerous, but because I sensed that these were good people for whom I could safely bend the rules. I sold her the beer. The poor girl was still in "irate customer"/"making excuses" mode and didn't immediately realize I was doing her a favor, but her friends definitely figured it out and expressed coolness since I was being cool. I'm sure they discussed the interaction during their drive home.
It's snowing outside. People build cities and towns in order to barricade themselves from the natural world. Snow is a natural event that nobody can hide from or deny the existence of, and I think people become more honest with themselves and with everybody on snow days. They can't rely on their illusions of safety. It's intrusion of the element. So naturally, I had to go driving in it with Ryan. At the bottom of my hill there are about a dozen parked cars, abandoned for the night because the drivers were too intimidated to try driving up the hill. They didn't even try!!!! I drive a rear wheel drive sedan without snow tires. In fact, I have some of the slickest tires on the road, which is great for dry-road performance, but horrible for snow. But I made it up without any problem. Then I drank a beer, drove back down, meandered over to Garden of the Gods, smoked a bowl, then easily drove back up the hill again. Hmmmmmmm.