The complexity of humanity can be found in the convenience store

The regulars, not looking to change the daily habits

The passing trade, hoping for a one stop

The lonely, finding a point of contact that may be the only one
                    not buying anything in particular but happy to advise
And

The cashier
                    overseeing all with power
                    never participating wholly in the dramas that unfold

But looking forward to the end of the day when the door closes