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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 7:46 am
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"Aw, nah, nah, I got it, thank you," came the automatic stream of responses as he anxiously began nudging the glass away from the older woman with his shoes. In the back he could hear Mrs. Potosi asking in a loud voice what was up, and the cashier was already explaining. God damn it.
"Here lemme jus'..." Dawson scooted away and grabbed the broom and dust pan out of the closet just beyond the counter. "Get that outta yer way," he continued in a mumble as he began to sweep, head ducked.
"Second time in three days, dude," the cashier noted. "You alright? Shoes tied?"
"Yeah, all good, won' happen again...Sawry about that, ma'am. Still gettin' my head straight this mornin'."
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 11:41 am
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Ignoring the cashier's sigh, Dawson flipped his notebook closed and slipped it in the front pocket of his uniform for the moment.
"Okay so, like, there's a woman there, n' she's got furry legs. Like anthro cosplay s**t except she says they're real," he explained emphatically, hand motions included to help paint a picture. "N' her ears are all furred out too, like, it just goes skin to fox, N-B-D. N' she casually just says oh yeah I'm a werefox or whatever scientifical word she wanna use for it, n' I'm like what the heck," oh, he wished he could use stronger language, "when did that happen, what's goin' on? N' this group's goin' off to the police about wolfman disease or whatever, so now I'm stuck like is this fer real? N' on top a'that," he huffed. "One guy adds oh yeah I can see through a bird's eye too."
Dawson threw up his hands at the woman, exasperated and confused.
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2016 11:40 am
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If nothing else, the chill factor emanating from her helped some. Bobbing his head, Dawson let the woman take her seat, took a breath as asked, and then returned to the counter. By now his coworker was out, thankfully, though there were a few more customers to handle before she could be rejoined.
After taking care of them, he retrieved the three cupcakes as requested and plopped down across from the woman, exhaling. "I shouldn' be takin' up yer time like this, ma'am."
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