“It’s sad the amount of people that start drinking in the middle of the day. I just got off the earlier shift, and heard so many sad stories about breakups and deaths of close ones. Like, shit. I think I just became a fucking psychologist.”
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“It’s sad the amount of people that start drinking in the middle of the day. I just got off the earlier shift, and heard so many sad stories about breakups and deaths of close ones. Like, shit. I think I just became a fucking psychologist.”
Rusty stood at the bar of the diner, serving as a waiter today. He longing to be behind the counter cooking. Playing waiter was not something he excelled at, his costumer service was less then friendly. A familiar face took a seat in front of him, he glared tossing a menu in front of them. “Make it quick, I don’t have all day.” Rusty snapped.