Day
ninety-seven
February 7,
2013: Today at work, official people visited. They all climbed out of a big
white van and invaded the store. There were at least a dozen of them They would
stand in the middle of the walk way, talk for several moments in hushed voices,
walk ten feet, and then repeat the process. They all ganged up on one of my
co-workers. They surrounded her, like completely surrounded her. There she was,
right in the middle of an official men sandwich. I couldn't hear what they were
saying to her, but later she told me all they wanted to know was where the
manager was. Why it took all of them to ask her I don't know.
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