This story takes place the summer before my senior year. I was 17 working at a local grocery store as a bag boy. I'm about 6'1 or so, a little overweight, and short black hair. At the grocery store I worked at it was required to ask ever customer with a buggy if they would like help out to their car. It started out as a normal day, I was working 12-4 on a unusually hot day in june. It was just a few minutes before 4 and I...