Friday Evening I received a call that my friend who owns a flower/gift shop in town needs someone to staff the store on Saturdays. I took the job, having been recently fired.
Saturday morning arrives and I am supposed to open the shop at 11am. I make my way to the store and open, its a relatively simple day. Filled with simple customers shopping for out of town gadgets and townies shopping for birthdays.
I am visited by my boyfriend and our friend from the ridge, who both sit in a rope chair and ponder getting food and beverages at the local establishments.
I sell an unusual number of pitcher plants, and the day is done.
Saturday morning arrives and I am supposed to open the shop at 11am. I make my way to the store and open, its a relatively simple day. Filled with simple customers shopping for out of town gadgets and townies shopping for birthdays.
I am visited by my boyfriend and our friend from the ridge, who both sit in a rope chair and ponder getting food and beverages at the local establishments.
I sell an unusual number of pitcher plants, and the day is done.
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