Rohn Winter took a long look at the shelving in front of him. His gaze appeared to be both distant and perplexed but deep within his eyes was the inner workings of a genius. The product in his hand did not appear to have a home; much unlike his beard that reached down his throat as though it was attempting to high five his chest hair. Stern but delicate his hand gripped the product so that in the deepness of his thought he would not drop it. Methodically he moved his focus across the shelving, analyzing both product already placed on the shelf and the last four digits of the UPC on the price marked hardcode present just below the allocations. It seemed as though for Rohn and the Taco Assembly kit both that only the darkness of failure would greet them on this day. Silent, much like the h present in the middle of his name, was the smile that graced his face when he found the proper allocation. Gracefully he slide the Taco Assembly kit into its home, snugged tightly against two competing products. The sound the boxes made as they slid against each other during his placement of the Taco Assembly kit much resembled the sound of the h in his name if it had not been silent. Rohn was, both by sense of purpose and proper pronunciation, made whole by the successful conclusion of his quest.
Posted on: Tue, 23 Sep 2014 16:15:01 +0000
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