Kroger

This Kroger has been here for somewhere north of 30 years. As long as I can remember anyway. I stopped here for a few must haves before heading out to the old family farm. It has somewhat kept with the times and the folks were pretty polite.
One big difference I noticed from the good old days (like when I got caught shoplifting when I was 12) was that they have an employee apparently named Furball. That was on the employee’s name tag. Not a sticker, not a piece of tape over his real name tag (yes it was a he, stop already with the West Virginia jokes) but a professionally made, black letters on white laminate in relief that stated,
«Hi! My Name Is FURBALL.»
Admittedly, dude was approaching Robin Williams in hirsuteness but «Furball?»