The Best Dream

Have You Met Me?

"...He called me a bitch! Me! A bitch! When have I EVER been a bitch?"

"When you were born all the way up to now Mazey," I retorted not looking up at her.

"YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO AGREE WITH HIM! Ugh- HEY! Are you even listening to me?"

She waved a hand in my face which I shoved away.

"For christ sake Mazey I'm trying to work here"

"Humf! That's all you ever do!"

"Well unlike some people I actually care about my paycheck."

"Well miss workaholic why don't you handle that customer over there since you're the only competent person round here?"

I moved away from the register and strolled up to a lady who was admiring an outfit on a mannequin.

"Excuse me miss, can I help you?"

"Oh! Uh- yeah sure! I just really like this outfit and..."

She looked frazzled, trying to find the right words.

If I had a penny for everytime I was in her shoes I'd be loaded.

"Would you like to try it on?" I motioned to the mannequin she was observing.

She slowly nodded, not meeting my eyes.

"No problem. Let's see, you look like a size..5. Let me just run to the stockroom real quick."

She nodded again and went off to look through clothing racks while I fetched her items.

I returned with the dress, boots and purse in tow. I handed her the items and pointed her in the direction of the changing rooms.

"Feel free to tell me if something's wrong alright."

Once she was done she emerged beaming.

"Everything okay?"

She nodded furiously.

"Alright head over to the register to get ringed up. You can wear the clothes out if you want too, I see you like 'em and they look good on you."

"Thank you so much."

She went to Mazey to pay and left looking optimistic.

Just hope both of us can get over...that.

"Ann don't tell me you're daydreaming again. I'm not done telling you about my serious crisis!"

I rolled my eyes and went over to Mazey to listen to her blab about her fallout with her theatre teacher. Trouble always seems to follow her- actually no, it's more like she follows trouble. I can't even keep up with the number of people she has beef with cause it's like thousands at this point but she is my best friend so I can put up with her crazy rants. She did put up with me and my problemed self for years so it's only fair.

After work we head to the 'The Vanilla Latte' to have coffee with the gang.

"Oh! There they are. Hey guys!" Mazey waved at them and dragged me to their table.

We took a seat and they slid a latte to Mazey and an iced tea to me.

"Thanks Russell, you're too good to me," I teased.

"You got it babe but how are you gonna repay me for my kindness?"

"Don't worry I already know it's my turn to cover the bill next weekend."

"And what are you gonna get me?"

"A chocolate fudge supreme with whipped cream."

"Oh mama! You know me too well! It's a date then."