Okay, this story takes place about three years ago when I was in Senior High-school. I was working the Nightshift as a cashier at a 7-11 in the middle of the highway.
Keep in mind that this store was a forty-five minute drive away from civilization, with the only other place nearby being a Camp-sight/Rest Area. It was around 1:30 am, and it was a friday, so i was pretty tired.
To keep myself from falling asleep, I was playing Tetris or Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral-Town or something on my GBAsp. While playing away, a large semi-truck pulled in without me noticing. The guy managed to get into the store, walk around, and pick up some snacks/coffee ect without me hearing him. They guy eventually makes his way to the desk to pay for his goods and to buy some diesel for his truck.
It was at this time that I looked up, to see this 6' 7" beard sporting trucker standing right infront of me. I then proceeded to scream, however, while doing so, I suddenly sneezed violently, sending my forehead into the hard metallic cash register, causing the Cash Draw to fly open.
For what felt like hours, the trucker and I just had an awkward silent stare. Eventually, he pulled out his wallet, and I began scanning his items, he then said "I'll get 150 bucks of regular diesel at number 3," proceeded to pay, and left without another word...
Anyway, thats my story...