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The Shack
March 17th, 2008 by Chris

It occurred to me that I never really gave a very good idea of what the layout of the gas station where Ronnie works is like, and I think this knowledge will make the rest of the story make more sense.

This place was tiny.  What you see above, in addition to the four fuel pumps, was basically the entire building, that sat on a small concrete slab island.  If you had to go to the bathroom, you did it amongst stacks of cigarette cartons, boxes of chocolate bars, and crates of soft drinks.

I called it “The Shack”, but in hindsight that may have been generous because I have since seen some much roomier shacks.

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8 Responses to “The Shack”

  1. Jonathan Says:

    Wow, 3D!

  2. Jack Says:

    Oooo… Get a load of that perspective!

  3. The sister Says:

    And that passed health code?

  4. Chris Says:

    I assume so, yeah. It wasn’t filthy or anything, it was just cramped.

  5. The sister Says:

    Yes, but you crapped right next to the food that people bought to eat. I don’t think that the health department here would let us crap in our kitchen…

  6. Chris Says:

    I generally tried to crap in the toilet rather than on the snack food, but yeah, it was not a good setup.

  7. Dave Says:

    Do you? When did that change?

  8. Chris Says:

    After I got married. Thank God for pre-marital counseling though ’cause if that had only come out later it would have been really embarrassing!

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