Antril ⚠️PART THREE ⚠️
On a heated night at the peak of the Christmas rush, Pack of Tracks went soft on me. She had been in a particularly bitchy mood all shift but the culminating event was her refusal to leave front counter.
I had received a text from the store manager to pull her and have her recover and zone the softlines of the store while I manned the register and hardlines.
"Hey, Lisa, Johnny said go front and face until close. I'll do this and hardlines. "
" No." she responded simply.
I held my tongue, then replied "This is what JOHNNY asked, now you need to log off."
"Guh fuck Johnny I'm not recovering, all I do is recover. You recover. " She rolled her eyes for emphasis.
This girl was cruising for a bruising. Lord be a fence. All I could think is, I'm going to jail.
" I have hardlines, front counter, I have to count down the entire store and deal with your shit, I think the scales more than balance. " I responded coldly.
"I ain't doing it." She said.
"Yes, you are, or you're leaving. " I told her.
" Make me, bitch. " She dared.
I calmly took my key and turned her register off. She was midtransaction and the embrassment of telling her fellow hood rat that she couldn't complete her transaction was too much for Pack of Tracks.
She slammed down her name tag and stormed around the counter. She yelled to her friend, "That bitch tryna play me! She shut down my register!"
I watched her slam the door open and stomp to her car. I twisted the key backwards and continued ringing up her home girl.
"Lisa, is some stupid for that. " Her homie said.
" Uh huh, " I responded.
" She quit her job for nothing like she got it like that. "
" 27.50, " I told her.
While she was talking I pulled out my cell and opened my contacts to a name my finger had hovered over 20 times: Tril.
Fuck it, I called him.
" What's up, Sassy. I can't believe you finally hit me up. " I could hear the smile in his voice.
" Hey, Tril. I need you... " I began.
" You need me? " He cut me off, I could hear his smile grow wider.
" Stop being nasty, boy. Pack of Tracks just quit on me. Or something. " I almost shrieked." I'm in here by myself. "
" Be cool, I'm on the way. " He ended to call.
I felt some type of way that he hung up on me. I busied my self with checking out the customers as quickly as possible. That way I could see. My anger was subdued completely when he rushed in not even 10 minutes later out of uniform. He came straight to the second register, clocked in and opened.
"Next customer. " He called.
With precision he scanned and bagged items in one motion. I was a beast but he definitely had me.
After we had killed the rush, we locked the doors and headed to the cockpit. He came over to my side. I wish you would have called before tonight. He looked at me intensely.
" I thought about it, a lot." I lowered my eyes like I always did when he came too close.
"Look at me, " he said sweetly.
