13.5.23


Im over it he damn near pouted 
                                    he was done correcting errors that didnt implicate himwerent his doing he wasnt responsible

they were adults allround him dolts minding the candyshop

if they were screwingup kids comingup behind them would be screwy 
                                                                           it wasnt his watch 
maybe it was because they didnt have skin in the game
corporate loss
not theirs

disinterested

underpaid

no moxie 


he remembered his uncle being unenthusiastic when he entered carpentry as a labourer  no belt  to get his foot in the door 
      So what, you’ll be digging ditches? 

Likely But no ones gonna dig a better one

prophetic 
           later he wrote his uncle Maybe next time you might shoot a little higher for me 


he was purchasing a sixpak of beer loaf of bread soft tofu garlic heads a tallboy22oz beer 

she seemed distractedmissed his marketcard on top the sixpak scanned it then scanned his remaining items
she excused herself I’ll be right back.   Ill be right here
                                                           he bagged himself

she returned That’ll be $9.09.

   $9.09 
             he had to hint Thasadeal sounded like Thasasteal

Yes. We have the best prices.

they didnt
           he shopped at three different grocers

Are you a mother

I am.

You have tomorrow off to celebrate your day

she quietly snorted asif she might be overheard You have to work here for almost twenty years before you get Mother’s Day off.

Well knowing full well she had improperly scanned the 6pak I hope nevertheless you manage a good day

Thank you.

NO  Thank you

heading into the automatic glass doors he caught a glimpse of GUILT trying to catchup with him the doors parted  tore GUILT in half

 
not today tomorrow
he put it to bed

   Im over it

round1400,  Saturday,  13  5. 23

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