everyone has gone home for the evening. i finally finished all the sweeping and moping, and now all i have to do is
wait.
yes, wait until the clock ticks 10.
because you never know who might need a half pound of chicken breast or a pound of potato salad.
inhale. exhale.
as each minute passes by, i think of everything i've accomplished in my 9 1/2 hour day. i think about what i'll probably be doing tomorrow on my next 9 1/2 adventure.
tick tick. my life slowly passing me by.
and then suddenly i hear a loud thud.
i almost jump right out of my socks. i turn swiftly to the spot my ears have directed me, where the location of the thump could have come from. i make two heavy blinks and decide that i'm just exhausted. that nothing happened, or could have happened. especially since my ears have guided me to the freezer, which hasn't been occupied in about 2 hours.
thump. thump.
what could possibly be happening in there?
thump thump thump.
i feel like one of those stupid kids in the scary movies that go off on their own and get killed, but i can't help it. it's not like i can just ignore it.
i reach forward to touch the freezer handle. it's extremely cold surface sends chills up my spine. as i clamp down on the handle, the hot and cold air mesh, making it hard for me to see. i slowly walk inside as the heavy door shuts behind me before i can turn on the light.
thump. the loudest one of them all releases a squeal from my insides.
suddenly, the lights turn on, but not as they normally do. they shine as bright as a nuclear explosion, causing me to shield my eyes with my right hand and back away, pressing myself against the back of the freezer door.
then, it's blocked and all i can see is..
the 7 ft tall multi colored yeti.
"good evening, madam." he says kindly, in his deep voice.
"hello." is all i can say.
as we stand there and stare at each other, the lights slowly dim to an adjustable light. i am able to put my hand to my side and stand awkwardly between mr. yeti and the door.
he finally breaks the silence and says, "i don't mean to be rude, sydney. but i have a lot of work to get done. so if you'd please.." he points to the door behind me.
"oh, of course! i am very sorry." i apologize, "i'll let you get back to your, uhm, project. could you maybe keep quiet in here though?" i whisper. i don't know how the other employees would handle such a big, multi colored, time traveling yeti.
"oh yes. i'm terribly sorry. have a good evening." he rushes his words as he basically pushes me out of the freezer.
"alrighty then." i say, and turn around toward the clock.
it's now 10 p.m..
and it's time for me to go home.
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