Death by phosphoric acid

A little over a week ago I decided to do even more walking. I have been on a walking kick even since I walked to Starbucks to meet J. (Over an hour each way) I want to get back to losing weight. So, the question is where do I walk to? I want to walk for at least an hour to start. What the hell is open till the dead hours of the night? First night it was super late. I was going to go sooner but I was talking to J. for some time. Off to Sev. I go. What do you know there is a bum there, great. I grab a Coke Zero and head home. The next night I want a longer walk. Hmm… where to? Save-On is still open. I pickup a Coke Zero and peanuts head to the till and instantly for some reason the woman is totally chatting it up with me about how boring it is at this time of night. Next night another walk and another Coke Zero. (I know, I know) The same two woman are working the till. “Ohh fuck don’t look like that big of a loser” I think to myself and go to the other woman’s till. Next night, I go to Shoppers and some lady and her two way too young kids for that hour are getting 450 photocopies, Grrrr. Friday, “while we are here lets hit Save-On” all out of Coke Zero (I think I need a 12 step program) Tonight I head on up to Save-On “Hey it’s on sale” “She (woman # 1) will not remember me” She did but I didn’t get a WTF look she just started on about how the late shift is really bugging her now” Guess what I’m drinking as I write this… Sigh.