I told him I didn't have it with me and he told me I'd have to leave and not to come back without it.Ī dirty and kind of creepy guy in his forties or fifties sat by the cash register and stopped me. I tried about a week later and the same guy was there with the same result, although I don't think he recognized me. I kind of hung around outside the entrance until I saw that the creepy guy wasn't there. Instead, a sort of pretty young girl was behind the counter so I decided to try again.
I was beginning to believe I would never get into the place when I finally got a break.
