Personal Narrative-Med School

You had a set schedule for your life: Monday through Thursday from 7am till 3 you where at school either in class or studying that would sometimes bleed out to your weekends when you did not work (or even in work). Med school was the ultimate goal you had for yourself and you where willing to do almost anything to make sure you got there. While working in the hole in the wall bookstore the manager allowed you to study on duty so costumers can feel encouraged to buy more. So while engulfed in your textbook a tall man around your age appeared in front of you.
“Hello, sorry bother you but may you please check if this item is in stock?” the man said in a sweet voice, which forced you to find the face to match such a celestial sound. “it’s a cook book, I mean it pretty old but I figured you may have it.”
“oh-ah yea follow me” you said barley able to get the words out of your throat. He walked behind you keeping a comfortable distance to the small cook book section. You rose your hand pointing to the top shelf and explained “these are our cook books but sadly because demand for theses have died out because people can just look them up online we only had so many left.” He looked at you while you let your hand fall back down to your side and said “Well it makes sense, but to my luck the book I need is here!” you shot him a puzzled looks and said “this may be a bad way to sell books and all but why don’t you look up the book online and get it for