BBS One-Shots

Blizzard

     Evan tapped his fingers on his counter as he waited for the price to show up on his screen. The number appeared as everything processed. He turned to the customer and smiled brightly.

     "$137.92," Evan said, getting handed a card. He swiped it through his machine, tapping it on the counter very lightly as he made sure it went through. It did, so he handed the card back.

     "Sign this please," he requested, putting his receipt copy on the counter.

     The woman standing at the counter smiled at him. She handed his copy back, and he handed her the customer copy.

     "Thank you very much," she said. She took the receipt and shoved it into her purse. She gave him one last smile before taking the cart away and pushing it down the store. She left, disappearing from sight. Evan could see the snow come in as the doors opened from her leaving. They melted as soon as they hit the floor.

     Evan turned his focus away from the door and back to his line, starting to scan items for his next customer. He did the same routine as he had for every other person who walked through his line.

     Evan could hear the wind howling outside the small grocery/convenience store. Despite the heavy-duty structure of the store, Evan could easily hear the weather causing a racket outside.

     Evan supposed he probably should have taken his bossss offer and went him, but he needed the money and his boss had told him that, if he had decided to stay and work, even with the blizzard warning, he'd get paid extra. With Evans hard work, his boss had even told him that this would probably earn him a promotion and most definitely a raise, so he did not mind staying late.

     Because of the blizzard, people were out, all buying non-perishables and supplies. Evan didn't mind the amount of people, though. It gave him something to do the entire time.

     There were a few other people, workers, in the store, but Evan knew that he'd most likely be the last one out. His boss had given him keys to lock up, as the store wasn't big and they most likely wouldn't need security guards anyway. It was a small place, but the cameras were hightech. If someone wanted to steal something, they'd have to be really good, and nobody really good needed anything from the store anyways.

     Evan scanned can after can after can, seeing the different things people liked to eat. He scanned chips and gatorades, noodles that didn't need milk or butter, some had even found some candles in the store and grabbed them. In the past few hours, he hadn't scanned anything that would mold or go bad easily. Some stuff would go bad after about a month, and some were two weeks or so, but Evan knew they were all planning for a sudden power outage or something else very close to it.

     Evan lived in Canada, and all those who came to Canada should be ready for a blizzard. Well, that's what he thought, anyways. He already had some food at home, and no pet so if he got stuck he wouldn't worry. Anything could happen really, and he'd probably be okay, as long as he got home.

     Evans phone buzzed in the back pocket of he jeans and, when he had a small break in people checking out, he looked at it. It was a text from his boss.

     'Evan, if you somehow end up getting stuck in the store due to some influx of heavy snowfall, you're welcome to take some stuff off of the shelves as long as you write down what you take. Try to stay under $100, but if you stay in there for multiple days you can go over that amount. Because I asked you to stay I will pay for some of what you took, or all of it, depending on the total cost and how many days you spent stuck inside. Try to make it out and close up before you do actually get stuck. Make sure you check the weather.'