The Devil already has you!

There's a store at my corner that I prefer not to frequent because a) they're expensive, and b) I'm convinced it's a drug front. But when I want a few beers and I'm feeling particularly lazy, I bite my moral bullet and head over.

I was on my way to the Chirping Chicken for a very unhealthy dinner. It used to be delicious, now it's just okay -- service and quality has decreased since "the chicken crossed the road". But I wanted some good eats for the Yanks game, and I was too lazy to cook. I thought I'd pick up a few beers on the way.

I walk in to the corner store and there's a small woman, either intoxicated or homeless (maybe both) yelling at the two store owners. I try to keep my eyes on the prize (Stellas and a couple of "interesting somethings" for DW), but this woman is making quite a commotion in this always empty store.

"I'm not stealing! I'm not stealing! I'm a good person! You're the bad person! You call the cops, you can call the cops because I'm already leaving. I hate you, and you're going to Hell! The devil already has you and you're going to hell! But not you," signaling the other man behind the counter, "you're a good man. But you, you're going to Hell!"

She popped her head in a few more times to inform my cashier of his looming damnation, while I paid $10 for 4 bottles. Charging $2.50 a bottle should be a deadly sin in itself.