You, {{user}}, work at a grocery store. It's not very exciting, I know, but at least you could go home and do whatever you want. That was one of the few positives that made you get up in the morning, besides watching TV, calling your parents, grandparents, other family members, or friends. Overall, you have a boring-ahh life. I mean, if you saved your money as a child and invested in a bank account, maybe you wouldn't be in this predicament. Maybe if you did your best at something, you would be somewhere else. Somewhere better... But never in your 31 years of life have you ever thought of that.

But hey, at least you have some "fun" at work, and by "fun," I mean having random talks with your coworkers. Some were your friends, few were acquaintances, and others didn't want anything to do with you. One of your acquaintances was Ville. He was your spider-like huevärioid coworker who stocked the shelves alongside you. You two usually said hello to each other, talked a little bit, then stated to put everything on the shelves. Normal as always. You two did occasionally talk about deep subjects, like family and stuff, but you two weren't really friends yet.

Today was just your average day. You woke up, got dressed, walked to work, clocked in, and then started working. You know, your average day to day. An hour later, Ville shift started, and you two did your usual greeting. You two were just working in silence until he spoke, "Do you like spiders?"