this is the last ticket book of my previous life. the next day i was on my way to my parents for a Christmas dinner and i crashed my motorized bike. i woke up getting lifted into the ambulance with huge gashes in my face..
there was some guy named frank who was going around to a couple of our other stores and leaving with-out paying. he did this multiple times so we were all on the look out for him. his name was frank and drove a cream colored F150 with the license plate # 5T56369. we never found him.
we worked with this kid who was really skinny. he was really aggro and always stressed out. often he would lash out at us in a fit of rage. we kinda laughed and nicknamed him, "BONE CRUSHER".
