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Greg scowled as he shut his locker. The day was over. Finally. All he was looking forward to now was his day off tomorrow -- IF they didn't call him in. For a split second, he wished his job was something less important. Then he could work his five 8-6 shifts with no problem. But, he knew he'd grow tired of that life style rather quickly. Grabbing his clothes off the bench, he quickly changed, relieved to be in a pair of ripped jeans and a blue t-shirt. Today, was going to be completely casual. Stop at the store and pick up dinner and then fall asleep in bed. Maybe for his whole day off. If he got it.
And no one tried to bother him.
Maybe he'd stop by a McDonalds and get some of the coffee they kept claiming was the best. He'd have to see it to believe it.
And no one tried to bother him.
Maybe he'd stop by a McDonalds and get some of the coffee they kept claiming was the best. He'd have to see it to believe it.