Anyway, since I am now going to post everything I write here, no matter how much I shun it, here it is.
2:30 PM
You know that sound of the bell that rings as a new costumer comes into a store? Some people find it annoying, others get startled by it, but today I found it comforting, as I walked through the door of Wise is Wiser bookstore.
As I expected, many people decided to warm up inside the store as they searched for their next book to read. Or not, since I’ve had experienced people coming here just to test their latest pick-up lines.
I approached my way to the register, past the counter, and into the employees only room, where I changed into my daily uniform. White shirt, jeans, black shoes and a blue apron with the logo of the store on it. Don’t ask me why it’s blue, or why the mascot is an owl with glasses. I don’t get it either.
The collar of the apron felt heavy on my neck, but I tried to ignore it, while taking a deep breath and heading out into the jungle full of books.
I didn’t dislike the job entirely. It was easy, actually. All you had to do was pretend you were busy with something, and once a costumer got the courage to talk to you, you’d help them with whatever book troubles they had. It only got annoying when the teenagers come with their fussy parents, with a huge list of books they need for school.
“It’s only so I can pass,” said a kid once to me. But he didn’t seem like he even cared if they got the books or not. I think I didn’t care either. But today was different. Today I needed to distract myself, and my J.O.B. was the perfect way to do that.
