How To Write A Community Narrative

Community Narrative I am walking past the north entrance of meijer, where I work, with my dinner in one hand and my receipt in the other and all of a sudden I hear “Wrenn nae-nae” and I know who it is. It’s Joe, he’s the only one who ever calls me that and he knows that I don’t like it when he calls me that, but I know that he means no harm or foul. He is just messing with me. After I heard my actual name “wrenn” and not “wrenn nae-nae’ I turned around and said, “What Joe?”
He asked ,”What’s going on?”
I replied back and said, “ I’m going on break. I’ve waited two and a half hours to take this.”
Joe said , “ Oh, okay” and I said , “I’ll be back later though.”
“Okay, see you then, ” he said. Joe is another greeter. I’m a greeter too,