(162 words- flash fiction/poetry)
Monica was a grocery store clerk who worked for a jerk, but because she had bills to pay she couldn’t just walk away, so she tried to make the most out of each day….
One afternoon she was confronted by a goon with a gun who demanded all the cash in her drawer, to her utter horror, while she complied her manager was trying to hide nearby behind a display of a soap called Tide…
After the goon grabbed the cash he was still unsatisfied, and demanded to know where the manager could hide, so Monica looked away from the Tide and was quick to abide pointing up at the office where he would normally reside…
When the police arrived they caught the goon, talked with the manager for a little while, as Monica cleaned up a mess in an aisle, the manager came by to say, “Thank you!” and “… it’s time for a raise in your pay.”
2 thoughts on “The Grocery Clerk”
I laughed at and became angry at the manager while being fearful and cheering for Monica. Such a short story that pulls all that from a reader. It even had a moral end. “Be nice to your employees or get pointed out at the worst time.
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Thanks Darnell! I’m glad you enjoyed it.