S & B Grocery & Liquor Store

It’s really nice to have this corner store near by. The owners are really nice and the store is always clean. It’s a great place to pick up those staple items when you run out (milk, bread, eggs, cereal). The also have lots of options for snacks, drinks, and a good selection of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. They have a full selection of liquor too. There is a $ 5 minimum on debit and credit cards.
We shop here very frequently.

My awkward conversation for the week, brought to you by the customers of S&B Grocery & Liquor.
Dude: «Hey, could you do me a favor and make a call for me? Let my ride know to come get me?»
I say sure, get some karma points for the day. I have 17 billion rollover minutes anyway due to the fact I enjoy paying text overages versus just talking on the phone.
Me: «OK, but I’m going to make the call, I’m not giving you my phone. If it’s a phone sex line I’m gonna be pisssssed.»
Dude: «No problem, I’d appreciate it, just my ride.»
M: «Aight. Whats the name, where to get you, all that crap.»
D: «She’s Cheryl and she’ll know where to get me, she’s my wife. It’s 707−704−6###.»
*Dial her up*
Me: «Hi Cheryl, your husband asked me to call you to come pick him up, he said you’d know where.»
Cheryl: «He said what?»
M: «Uhh I pretty much just told you everything I know. Do you mean repeat it?»
C: «That is NOT my husband and he is supposed to be in detox. I am not picking him up. Tell his ass to fuck off.» *click*
M: «…»
Dude: «Is she coming???»
M: «Um, no, she’s. busy right now.»
D: «What do you mean?»
M: «She has. um stuff that she’s doing. stuff to be done and… And mentioned, uh that maybe you were supposed to be somewhere or something?»
Dude: «Whaaaa? blahkjsfdfhjskhdjfh!!!», then runs off down the street.
This place is ripe for the crazies. Last time was a dude who looked just like Santa, almost knocked me in to the cooler. He looks just like Santa (glasses/​beard/​gut/​hair) but has a sizable amount of swastika tattoos on his face and ears. That’s right, nazi Santa. Only at S&B folks.
A million stores in the TL sell all the same convenience store crap, but S&B has been the only one to inspire me to review it. Something about fending off fascist fairy tale characters and telling tweakers to head to detox makes buying sun chips just seem so much more exciting.