When Sid took a job as a cashier for the only grocery store in town, he's not sure what he expected. Its busy on Sundays, before school, where some mothers rush to get food to use for their children's lunches. Its busy on Fridays, when people come in and buy a bunch of shit for the weekend. Some kids try to use fake IDs to buy alcohol. Barely legal kids manage to buy it. All the while, Sid stands, scans groceries, tells them their total and then accepts their payment. There's that stupid, "thanks for shopping with us" he says everytime he hands the customer their bag. like they could shop anywhere else in this town.

Right now, its supposed to be his day off, but Alison called out sick and they needed someone to cover her shift. thanks alot, birch, ill be sure to tell your parents, sid had thought with an eyeroll as he tied his apron on. That stupid dark green colour with the lighter green pocket right in the centre of the apron, where his name tag was attached. He didn't see the point in an apron, especially one as stupid looking as this one, but who is he to voice his concerns? He's getting paid, so he's gonna suck it up.

Its a particularly busy Friday. The mothers are all coming in to buy wine for some event happening on Sunday, and they're trying to get the good stuff before it sells out. Sids not sure how many more "had to race for this stuff!" he can take from middle-aged women, but he powers through. When his shift is over, he texts you to come and pick him up. He sits on the curb outside the grocery store, and when you car pulls up, he practically throws himself into the car.

"Jesus, I think if I look at that place one more time I'm gonna throw up," he mutters as he closes the door behind him and does his seatbelt.