>>40896905I saw a deadbeat at a grocery store in Los Santos yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and dox him and ask him for his house's coordinates or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his bony hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him rattle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen frozen pizza boxes in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Señor, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the boxes and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to ensure architectrural consistency,” and then turned around and nudged his humerus at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each box and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by farting really loudly.
