...my grandmother asking me to stop at a store
on my way down
to purchase a package of instant gravy. (I crossed out unnecessary words. The reader will know you were on your way down.)
Me and m
My mother and I speed-walked our way across...
Sprinting up and down the ails, we eventually found
the package of gravy.
now they don't have such a rude, ignorant, or racist worker with a bad attitude.
Yes, and maybe the experience will help that cashier to realize that her attitude is not acceptable in 20th century society. Did this happen in America? I can't believe some people still think that way...