So, a guy comes to the counter. He's wearing a ballcap, he hasn't shaved in a few days, and I'm pretty sure he's hiding a stubbed-out cigarette in the palm of his hand.
"Hey, um, I heard you guys were, like, hiring, so I skipped out of work early and came right down here."
Sure, dude. You're, um, like, on the very tippy-top of my list.