And the second the sliding doors opened I behold over the loudspeaker a girl’s voice: “Cody, can you come to the register?  There’s a guy up here WITH A BOMB AND HE’S GOING TO BLOW US UP IF WE DON’T GIVE HIM OUR MONEY!!!!” I turned back to my girlfriend and told her to run.  “Get out of here!  Get back to the car!”  And what did she do?  The same thing she did every time I ever suggested something to her. She fucking argued with me…