supermarket monologue

[roflolmaomg]

you are waiting in line like you always do, at the bank at the DMV at the movies, only this time you’re holding a jug of milk you won’t drink and a bag of apples, nameless and bland and smaller than your fist, so maybe you’re at the grocery store but it’s not really one of those, it’s an ironically titled supermarket whose ‘superiority’ must be

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[ninfomana]

I wandered over because "grocery store" caught my eye and all I could think was that as much as I am that cashier who dances around and sings along with the music and sets the happiness for the shift, I could be this when 11 rolls around, sleepy and sullen without the energy to wish you a wonderful, lovely night like I would like to and jesus, I hope I never become so jaded, the dull-eyed robotic thing that you think must once have been a whole friendly person but who's now been absorbed into the company unit, the one who used to tuck flowers behind your ear and give you the bracelet she was wearing because you liked it, but I think I won't, because I am genuinely happy to be there and I laugh at the old one-liners the crinkled, grey men give me with a chortle and I watch tiny babies become toddlers who smile when they see they're in my line and now you've reminded me I forgot to put change in my drawer when I kept not counting the extra penny on water donations, I am screwed.