Friday, December 10, 2010

Prison Break

This place is like a prison. My apron is like an orange jump suite. Surrounded by cement walls and man made materials; I have choosen to pay the time for a crime, I have yet to commit. Christmas music is played on a loop but there is no Christ in the music. Scheduled to close and then open, this is sensory deprivation. Impatient and unreasonable customers beckon. Their lack of confidence when it comes to using a card reader is pressing my patience. There is another world outside these walls. This wont last forever but right now it feels like eternity.