There’s little quite as dull as the early morning hours of a dead-end fast food job. At least, Ezekiel thinks as much while he works the cashier’s station at two in the morning, and he’s entirely correct in thinking that. A customer comes in (as customers are always wont to do), a balding middle-aged man in a poorly-tailored black suit, carrying a slightly worse-for-wear brown leather briefcase. He looks like he’s been through hell and back on this particular evening, but apparently he made time on the way back to grab a burger.
September 18 - Service Charge
September 18 - Service Charge
September 18 - Service Charge
There’s little quite as dull as the early morning hours of a dead-end fast food job. At least, Ezekiel thinks as much while he works the cashier’s station at two in the morning, and he’s entirely correct in thinking that. A customer comes in (as customers are always wont to do), a balding middle-aged man in a poorly-tailored black suit, carrying a slightly worse-for-wear brown leather briefcase. He looks like he’s been through hell and back on this particular evening, but apparently he made time on the way back to grab a burger.