so im working at kmart as a cashier and theres like this tubby black kid who i think might have a little downs. he starts just like talking about hours and shit. hes been working there like a month longer than me and he asks how many hours you get next week? and i said 20, you?, he goes. 5. lmao and i like had to hold it in so hard at this point. then some spanish family rolls through his register. they are like hablablala and spanish and shit. then like all of a sudden this kid starts babbling spanish at them and has a full blown conversation in spanish. i lost it i was hysterical. my manager was looking at me like wtf is this kid doin. then i turn around and he hands me an ice cold water bottle. im like wtf, where did you get this? hes like my mom just came over. no she didnt, there was just no way. so im drinkin it and hes like he want a piece of gum? sure, i look up and hes like ill have 2 if you have 2. its on then, i'm about to put it my mouth when im like, bet you wont go three. hes down. im just getting a cramp in my jaw from holding the laugh so long it was ridiculous. my night at kmart.