I saw Joel Seligman at the CVS on Mt. Hope Avenue yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
“Oh, like you’re doing now?” he asked me.
I was taken aback, and all I could say was, “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going, “Huh? Huh? Huh?” and closed his hand shut in front of my face.
I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked away. When I came to pay for my stuff up front, I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like 15 boxes of Hanukkah gelt in his cart without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional and was like, “Sir, you need to pay for those first.”
At first Joel kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually he turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the boxes and tried scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word.
She then scanned each item, but he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
Borovcanin is a member of the class of 2014.
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