take one down pass it around....

There I was, standing in the line at Chevron regreting every ounce of this assignment. Of course I waited until the last day (and hour) to complete this assignment. I stood in line, origionally my intentions was to buy some gum, get enough gas in my tank to take me to Provo. Out of no where this little bird who looked just like Shayne Clarke appeared on my shoulder and reminded me to buy something a little extra to pass out as gift. The cashier was scanning all my munches like there was no tomorrow, before I could let the moment slip by I threw the first thing I saw into my stash... a statue of liberty liter. Great, I thought, I bet this cashier works in my ward and thinks I smoke; over night the news will fly through a complicated network of people and my mom will be packing my bags for me in the morning. Instead of thanking the cashier, and taking a last glance at the girl magazines, I turned to the lady behind me, stuck out my hand and said, here, happy belated valentines day! Why I said that I do not know, she was clearly double my age andf had her two kids standing next to her; they looked at me like I was going to sign their next child supporting checks. The lady actually loved her gift! then again she was wearing a black Nine Inch Nails sweatshirt, had everything but her eyeballs peirced. This assignment went from awkward, to warm feelings in my heart for helping a smoker in need. Thanks MComm, she may never understand what, and why and who I am, but this assignment might have affected generations to come.