I leaned against the counter, fighting the urge to yawn. I didn't even know why we were opened today. It wasn't like people would think to come shopping here when there was a festival out there. It was a day of celebration, of laughter, of eating and drinking, and being crazy.
And what was I doing?
Trying to not fall asleep because my boss was stubborn enough to decide to stay open on this holiday.
I hadn't seen a customer enter through the doors in over two hours.
Though I was pretty sure I'd seen a tumbleweed tumble by fifteen minutes ago.
With the store already spick and span, everything in its place and all my chores long done....
I groaned, glancing at the clock again. Only two minutes had passed.
Why couldn't my shift get over with already?
Why couldn't the boss have decided to close the doors and give us all a break from work? He was losing money having to pay me to be here, not gaining any.
-Inspiration from a slow day at work
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