"Attention shoppers, will the owner of the blue monster truck parked outside please report to the front. That thing is fucking sick and the manager wants to shake your hand." Michael said over the store's PA system and hung up with a huge smile on his face. He looked around from his register waiting for the owner. The name tag pined to his shirt with the word 'Manager' written crudely over his own name.
"Michael!" Geoff came out of the office behind Michael, furious. "I thought I banned you from using the PA system. You are going to get us in trouble with the-"
"Hello?" A woman spoke up from behind the counter. Michael and Geoff looked over at her.
Michael looked at her and smiled. The woman seemed incredibly pretty to him. She had red hair, and her eyes were... staring at him. She waved her hand in front of him.
"Oh! Sorry." Michael chuckled, snaping out of it. "Did you find everything okay?"
"Yeah, uh. I heard that the manger wants to give me a hand shake?"
Michael's eyes widened,"That's your truck?" He quickly stuck out his hand. Thankfully Geoff went back to his office when the woman came up.
"Yeah." the woman laughed and shook her head, "and I don't think you are the real manager. I'm Lindsay by the way."
"Michael." He wiped away the marker from his name tag.
"Yeah, I've seen you around." Lindsay smiled at him. "I mean this is the only good store we have around here." She looked behind her to see a small line forming. "I guess I should buy this stuff an get going."
"Of course, sure." Michael said, grabbing the few items and scanning them. "Maybe we can hang out some time?"
Lindsay stopped in the middle of looking for her money and looked up at him. She then smiled "That sounds great."
