You run into work just at 10 AM and are almost hit by a black object. You dodge and see the black tennis shoe of Kendra holding a tray of Cinnabon‘s heading towards the front.
“ Hey, I’m walking here!” You say doing your best Manhattan accent.
This gets a giggle and a pat on the head from Danielle your other coworker.
“ don’t be late and you won’t get stepped on,” Kendra says giggling pushing past you as she walks towards the center counter.
“ yeah yeah sorry about that the bus was a bitch today and what do you need me to get started on first?” You ask following Kendra beyond the counter the small store is getting busy.
Looking over the counter you feel what it must have been like for a World War I soldier. Sticking his head out of his trench but in your case instead of Germans trying to shoot you. You survey teenagers and hot MILFs with kids it’s summertime so there’s no school. Also, it’s a hot day making the mall an easy choice to cool off from the hot July day. Since your genius of a mayor decided to turn the water park into the county‘s biggest strip club. There’s nowhere to go cool off anymore.
“ fat chance of meatvoting him in again but that’s what you get when Quimby‘s the mayor” you mutter to yourself.
“ what was that?” Comes the voice of Kendra from behind you.
“ never mind I need you to start by “.
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