05 - What was he thinking?

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A world of her own

When she gets to work at about 11 she looks up her duties in the daily and then blinks "Oh great I did it again ... this time four hours early ... screw this I'm going back to bed" she gets on the bus and heads home, plugging in her favorite CDs and taking a 2 hour nap, her pillow covering the comic as she rests, having dreams about Muppets in spandex and boys in panties. When she wakes up she doesn't remember any of them and heads off to the busstop a second time, growning as she gets into work but then smiling and doing her usual rutine, pad and panties ... how annoying.



The day started out great none the less and she works on go-backs all day till about 4 then goes out and does carts, so far her mind has been fairly focused, then it happened, she got bored and distracted, this cute guy gives her a smirk as he goes by and it makes her eyes to wandering. 'Damn what an ass they mule has' she thinks to herself as she winces, being pulled off the thought by a high pitched sound and going around the edge of a green truck "Can I HelP You Sir" she calls out of the horific noice of what some claim is music (Heavy metal >< yuck) and a gas powered air pump. The man, thankfully, turns off the muisic before talking back.



"Oh nah, it's ok, it was an x-mas gift from my girlfriend's brothers, they keyed the truck and ice picked all four tires, the dad is a cop so I can't do much ..." they got to talking more than she should have, but she was far enough out in the lot her boss couldn't see her, but she still had to cut it short and get back to work before they missed her. As she went up to the store she sees two people, a petitioner and a customer, having a heated arguement near the door and sighs, stepping in "I can get a manager if you two would like" she really didn't want to leave them alone though, a fist fight is all she needed to deal with here. She wasn't stupid though, she hid her name badge so that neither could report her easily, after all she wasn't the only pussy in the place.



After that was over she goes back to carts and then comes in, working on go backs as she humms to herself before blinking "Hey sir, sir" she stops a man "Is there something I can help you with?" she catches the eye of her manager and jestures, decretely, with her tail to the man's pants, who were huge and heavy looking, the man replies, holding up a small bag with pain reliever in it "Nope, just came in for the IB profine sale" the manager comes over "Sir, are you sure that's all you have?" he looks  down as Angie steps back enough to look like she is working but really overhearing them. As they talk they go into the men's restroom and the manager gasps audiably before coming out. After a few moments Angie's notoriouse curiosity got the better of her so she went over to him "So?" she asks, he looks down at her "It wasn't a soda bottle ..." She tilts her head confused "But, what else could it be?" the manager shakes his head and whispers to her and she gasps, blushes, then winces ... it turns out the guy had gotten kicked by his kid and the area was swollen, and the doc says the size increase would be perminate ... but the pain shouldpass in a few weeks ... still, to be a girl and have a man with that problem ... wow ...



She gets back home and flops on her bed, hearing the sound of paper she curiousely looks unde her pillow then blinks "Ooo I forgot about this ... when did I get this?" she thumbs through it "Oh my, this looks hot I think I'll start it right after dinner" (yes it's true ... rl I really do have that bad of a memory for things -_-)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Today a guy tried to steal a TWO LITER bottle of coke by putting it in his pants ... like we wouldn't notice a bulge the size of a small baby in his pants ... come on ... what a moron ... on another note I was popular today, lots of people asking for things ... I have no clue where the holidays sause I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE FRIGGEN THING IS ... why did everyone ask me about it ... on top of that I had got there 4 hours early ... i went home and slept ... oy ... oh well it doesn't really matter ... after all, Elmo is the answer to everything, believe in Elmo, trust Elmo ... vote Elmo ... he is all you need ... BTW we did not put the soda back on the shelf

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