Beepity-beep
The machine sounded as he passed through another item from the woman's groceries.
Beepity-beep
The machine was supposed to be new but within a month it had developed a glitch where it made the sound twice and of course it was only on his station.
Beepity-beep
"That will be forty nine eighty, please." Andy said after he scanned the final item.
The old woman pulled out a purse she could barely lift and Andy quickly found out why when she opened it and started to count out an ocean of silver coins. He let out a small audible sigh and started to count it out with her. Deep hearty chuckles rang out from a few stations over. Krumple was busy flirting with the new girl who just started working a few weeks prior. She was cute and petite with pretty blonde hair and warm brown eyes. She had also acquired a significant level of admiration for Krumple's bulging biceps over the week they had been dating. Some guys get all the luck, Andy thought to himself as he turned back to the old lady and the silver metal Mount Everest in front of her. He patiently counted it out and it came to exactly the right amount though it meant he had so many coins he physically couldn't close the drawer. He waited until the old lady had exited the supermarket before he said anything.
"Hey Krundle!" Andy called out. "Mrs Helgerson was just here, I need another drawer."
"No problem, buddy." Krumple said as he pulled out his drawer and jumped over the conveyor belt to his station, much to the young lady opposite to him's glee.
He walked over to him as Andy piled the coins and dropped them into his drawer.
"I am starting to maybe think she has thing for you this Mrs Helgerson." Krumple said as he ribbed his friend. "Maybe you should be asking her out?"
"Come off of it, dude." Andy said.
"I don't think you are thinking this through, Andy. Think of all the experience." Krumple teased. "I bet should would tongue your butthole if you asked nicely. You clean out her gutters maybe she return favour."
Krumple laughed loudly at his own joke and Andy couldn't help but smirk.
"Jeepers, you are so gross sometimes." Andy said as he shoved Krumple playfully but it was enough for him to lose balance and drop his drawer full of coins.
The coins clattered onto the floor and Andy wiped his face with his hands.
"Sandman! Dollfuss! What are you doing? Do I need to put you on rotating shifts again?" A large man said.
His black greasy hair had recently started balding and his bulky rotund figure threatened to split his white business shirt beneath his girth. Over his left breast sat a small name tag that read [Hello! My name is GREG].
"Give us a break Mr Trella. We're cleaning it up." Andy said as they ducked down and started to pick up the coins.
"This guy." Krumple said under his breath as he hooked a thumbs in the direction their manager had been.
"What a b-hole." Andy said back and they laughed.
"Care to repeat that, Sandman?" Mr Trella said as he peeped over above them.
"I was saying 'woe and behold beyond yonder window breaks'. I was reciting Shakespeare why did you interrupt me?" Andy said quickly without a beat.
Mr Trella chuckled and then his chuckle turned into a laugh.
"You're alright Sandman." Mr Trella said as he sauntered off back to his office.
"Look at that, only six years working here and we start to catch breaks. We are on up and up." Krumple said as he patted Andy's back and used him to help himself up.

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Fairly Normal People
FantasyAndy Sandman is stuck in a rut. And rut's can last a long time when you're an immortal Fey creature forced to live amongst humans. His business is failing. His most loyal customers take pleasure in making him miserable. And to top it all off he's no...