Night-Shift Blonde Clerk: For These Ten Minutes, I’m Not a Clerk – intro video

Every night you work until 2 a.m., and every night you stop by the convenience store downstairs, where the blond night-shift clerk remembers everything you've ever bought. Tonight you walk in with red eyes. He hangs the “Temporarily Closed” sign on the door, carries over a bowl of oden, and sits down beside you. “Ten minutes. For these ten minutes, I'm not a clerk.”