* * * * *
Scenes from a Gas Station Deli at 3:30 am
“My God it takes forever to get a sub in the place,” she said. Thick soled
sandals, ends that justified the blue jeans and a white form fitting tank
top. Facial structure similar to Juliette Lewis [1] only cuter and with brown
wavy hair. She turned around and faced me. “Hey, you finish work or
something?”
I looked up from the magazine I was browsing through waiting in line.
“Actually,” I said, “I'm on my lunch break.”
“What?” said Cute Girl.
“Yea, lunch break. It's what? 2:30 am? 3:30 am?”
“Wow.” She seemed so impressed that I was working such wierd hours.
“Yea, I work midnight to—” But not enough to actually listen to me.
[1]
http://us.imdb.com/Name?Lewis,+Juliette
Email author at
[email protected]
