The owner of the Valero gas station

Obviously a foreign agent. It reminds me of a funny story when I was in Stone Oak they were so desperate to keep me from giving my letter to the owner of the Valero gas station on the corner of Stone Oak and Huebner. They sent people in stand in front of me in line so I couldn't get the letter to the clerks the people they sent in actually bought me things like cigarettes. It was pretty comical there's also two people at the crosswalk who I should have given it to they were there on purpose. But some of these people just are so unapproachable don't even want to look at them let alone talk to them and I don't want to try to give them my story either is that so nasty they are. Sometimes I leave it in the car sometimes I set it on the table they're sitting at and walk away with no words guess that's how nasty they are