(bear with me, cause this one could take a second)
So a nice amount of months back, life wasnt so pleasant for me. I was going through alot of personal, and professional struggles that honestly are a whole different story in itself. I wasnt very happy about much of anything. I was kind of just there. Existing. Not living, very much so alive, but I wasnt THERE.
Not one for having outlets like substance abuse, or anything else negative, I turned to the one thing that I know helps me forget about everything around me, video games. So I stopped by Walmart to grab a game, and a controller, because I was expecting company later that day, and with me being by myself mostly I didn’t own another controller, I mean…whats the point?
I had to have someone come and unlock the controller and whatnot so I can cop it and be out, so someone who didnt work in electronics called another employee there to do it for me. Up walks this man, a upper-middle aged caucasian fellow, with a very noticeable limp. Happily he went ahead and unlocked the controller for me, and carried my things to the cash register in the front (nobody was working in electronics at the time).
Now of course I know that this is store protocal, because at those hours they want to make sure nobody runs off with their merchandise, at the same time it looked like it was really a challenge for him to walk, and I didnt want to trouble him. So i told him he didn’t have to walk all the way to the register with me, he could watch me, I will make sure that I go to where I need to in order to pay for my things. He then tells me that he doesn’t mind walking at all. Honestly he needs to. See this man was recently diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, hence