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The weekend didn't last long, but they never do. I was finally scheduled at my part time job at the grocery store, so now at least I'd have something to do instead of go home and mope.
I've been working there for about a year, but then they got a surge of new employees from a different branch, so I didn't work for a while. They all quit not long after being transferred because the manager is truly insufferable, which now leaves me with more hours again.
I walked into the family owned grocery store after school, ready to be useful for the next four hours. Slowly, I put on my nametag and sweatshirt with the logo on it, since it was cold and we had to wear something that showed we were employees.
Not many other people worked here. There were three cashiers including myself, a few people working in the back, and one guy in the meat department - Ethan. He was a few years older than me and was one of the guys who didn't understand boundaries at all, which is why I was glad we worked at opposite ends of the store. I did make friends with one of the other cashiers, Laney. She was a 45 year old widow who lived on the outskirts of town - an outsider. Not many people in town liked her because of our recurring traditional themes. No one liked a woman who was independent with no kids or husband.
"Good to see you again." She smiled as I approached my register.
"You too, Laney. Were things awful while I was gone?"
She laughed, "They always are."
It was a relatively slow day. We had a less than average amount of customers come through, so I didn't do much except walk around the store until the ball rang up front or talk to Laney.
A customer started setting down their items on the belt, but there wasn't much. Half a gallon of milk, protein powder, eggs, bread, yogurt, apples, and some chips. I scanned them quickly, before asking, "Did you find everything okay, sir?"
"I sure did."
As I recognized that stupid cocky voice, I looked up to see Techno grinning like a fool. I put a hold on my checkout duties, since there was no one in line, and gave him a dead face.
"What?"
"You're actually following me."
"Oh, come on. This is literally the only grocery store in town and I live by myself. It's not crazy."
I sighed, "It is when this is my first time working in three weeks. And I've been here for only an hour. Also, protein powder? Really?"
He shrugged, "What? I just want to be healthy."
"Sure, whatever. Chad."
I bagged his groceries, hearing him scoff, "Chad?"
"You did it to yourself, coming to my register with protein powder. Don't tell me you're a gym bro."
Techno rolled his eyes, "I happen to go to the gym occasionally and I like protein powder. I like being strong, it's how I can beat up assholes who try to hurt girls who are stupid enough to walk home alone at night. Remind you of anyone?"
"Nope."
"Speaking of, you're not walking home after work, are you?"
I shrugged, "I don't know, maybe I'll hitchhike."
He looked exasperated, which made me smile. Maybe it was okay to have some friends.
"Okay, what time is your shift over?"
"Eight."
"Perfect, we're hanging out. I'll pick you up."
"What if I don't want to?"
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