Small Town Life
part 5

Charlotte Cross

If these shorts don’t stop riding up my butt they’re gonna fire me for indecent exposure … well, okay … again. This time I’m not sleeping with Earl so I can’t come back in thirty days.

God-aw-mighty, I hate Shirley. She thinks she’s so damned perfect. I’d love to shove my size 9 foot up her ass and see how prim & proper she acts then. Perfect little lady with perfect teeth and perfect hair and perfect children. Scrawny stuck up little bitch that needs to take the pill if you ask me. Perfect little case of denial going on there.

Note to self: buy concealer on the way home.

I hate this damned factory. They work me like a dog and don’t pay for shit. They deny us our last raise and then jack the price on the drink machine from 50 cents to 60. What the hell do they want, a riot? Work us likes dogs, they do.

Note to self: buy dog food on the way home.

What in the hell am I going to fix for dinner? I’m tried as hell of Spam and mac ‘n’ cheese. I need some variety in my life. I do the same job at the same time at the same plant with the same people and leave at the same time everyday. I go to the same home with the same dogs and plop on the same couch to eat the same dinner and watch the same shows every afternoon. I need to break out this rut before it swallows me whole.

Note to self: stop at Hardees on the way home.

part 1 – part 2 – part 3 – part 4