"Useless idiot! Just what do you think you're doing, hah!?" The store owner pressed a finger on Rocco's head while the latter kept his eyes down. "This is why people like you are at rock bottom! With all those detergents you wasted, I won't pay you for the week."
Rocco raised his head and talked back. "But I just can't get paid for a week. I still have —"
Slap!
"Don't you have manners, hah?!" the store owner, who was in his mid-forties slapped the youth without a second hesitation. He was a fat, big guy, wearing a printed floral blouse with a white undershirt.
