there was a black plastic stool
behind the cash register counter
when he first saw it it struck
him odd you couldnt sit on it and manage
transactions with customers boxing or bagging their liquor working the cash and
coin in and out of the register drawer
so he asked it
the manager explained it was a
remnant of an employee who complained that she couldnt be expected
to stand her entire shift she insisted and legally if she must that the company had to provide her a stool so
she could get off her feet between sales and during lulls
he was confused Didnt cashiers then
have other responsibilities to attend to as we do now
Yes
Alright
You said its a remnant
I did
You the company provided the
stool
Yes
Then you enforced her obligations on the floor
Yes
And she quit
No She attempted to sue the company Her suit failed Then she quit showing up for her assigned
hours
I take it officially shes still
on the books
She is
Oh Boy
he returned early from his lunch break and pulled the stool out from amid the stacks of liquor boxes and
sat on it behind the counter behind a closed cash register
he began scribbling down an idea on
a long receipt he pulled out of a black plastic trashcan beside the station
So youre who writes like it came over his shoulder
he turned
a new coworker
she wore a shortsleeved tshirt
colored tattoo-sleeves covered
her arms
as he said Yes thats my
writing his eyes drifted past her red aproned
hip to a slip of paper covering the face of a box with liquor bottle necks
sticking up out of it
he recognised that what his eyes fed
his mind was incorrectits playful dyslexia having its way with him yet
again
he chuckled
she saw where his was looking and
checked her apronWhat
Not you Behind you
The writing on the paper on the box of liquor were holding
she looked at pointed to the
name affixed to the box Lou Pusey she
said
Yes Pusey
Its a funny name isnt it
Oh Funnier than I can say in our setting
confusion screwed up her face
What
As I said funnier than I can say A little game my eyes play with me
What
Ill tell you if you can remember Some other time outside of work
she looked at Lou Pusey on the
slip of paper in black magicmarker again and shrugged
Okay Ill remember
You remember Ill share
when he looked at the page past
her hip his eyes said to him Loose Pussy
she unfortunately happened to be standing right there
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