Max Store

Ya want personality from a cashier? Look no further than Max’s! Everyone who works here is extremely friendly and there’s always a witty remark.
The owners are a cute Asian couple. The husband handles the front of the store. He likes to call me «babe» and «honey.» He’s a bit disco and has a gold chain around his neck.
There are two guys who work the night shift, both friendly. The older guy is hysterical and sarcastic, which sometimes catches me off-​guard.
It’s a mini-​mart. Same shit you find in every mini-​mart, but it’s the service that really makes me go there more than the other places near my house.
Note: Gas pumps are old-​school and don’t take debit cards. You have to go inside for that. I think that’s a plus, because the people who work there rock. Oh, and they sell Nag Champa at the register. You don’t find that at every gas station!