It was another night at the store. This was during a particular long stretch where my manager decided not to change up my schedule at all, which was good for me. This meant I could make plans ahead of time, knowing that I would be able to keep them. This also meant that I would see her very little.
During the times when we had enough people and the assistant manager was there to do orders for her, she would take a few days away from the store. When she did show up, mostly when she needed to make contact with the higher-ups, she was there during the early hours of the day. I guess it gave her a chance to get food from the grill in the back.
When not hidden back in her office on the phone, she was up at the registers doling out a list of things for us to do and buying snacks and cigarettes. That’s actually how I was trained on the register, by having her rotate constantly back to my window to check something out using various methods. I think she even had me check her ID for her Marlboro Gold 100’s, which I discovered were her favorites.
It had been about two weeks since I had seen her in the store. The only contact with her was hearsay from the other employees. I was standing up at the register, most of the way through the night already. Everything was pretty much done, and my coworker was taking his lunch. That’s when a familiar sounding hacking come to my ears.Continue reading “See, Store Ep3: Raspy Voice of Reason”