Going for some beer.

Robert decided to stop for some beer on the way home, he had just enough money on him for a beer cartel and some cigarettes. He called into his local convenience store and walked straight over to where the beer was located. Opening the fridge door...he pulled out a single pack and then took it over to the counter, where the usual clerk was serving. "Just these and a pack of smokes please, cheapest you've got" Robert muttered.

"Okay!" the male clerk replied, turning around to get a pack of cigarettes. He threw the cigarettes on the counter beside the beer and then tapped the necessary buttons on the till to process the sale. "$30 please," the clerk said.

Robert rummaged through his pockets in search of his cash, while another customer waited in line to be served.

"Come on dude, I haven't got all night you know" the man behind Carl suddenly said.

"Hey fuck you! I'm trying to find my money okay, why don't you climb in the fridge with the beer and chill out" Robert grumbled, turning to face the burly, bearded individual.

The man, not wanting a confrontation, just sighed and shook his head. Meanwhile, Robert's frantic search through his pockets finally located his change, and he chucked it all on the counter so he could sort it out. "Here!" he said, handing the clerk the money. He then grabbed his purchases and went to leave the store, but he turned towards the man who had talked to him again. "Asshole!" he muttered under his breath.

Both the man and the clerk just stood staring at Robert, whose anger at society was building steadily.