Rumors (standard:Fan Fiction, 1549 words)
Author: Chrissy	Added: Nov 04 2003	Views/Reads: 3637/2320	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Inside the mind of an employee at a hat shop on a Saturday afternoon.

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again for a “retry,” I dumped Sam like a ton of bricks.  Cruel yes, but 
you can only take so many love letters with misspellings.  It's one of 
my greatest pet peeves. 

Twenty-five minutes to go.  I'm getting pretty hungry too.  I'm craving
Mexican, but after hearing the rumors about that place, I'm not sure I 
would like to eat there.  Mom told me that she had heard from a friend 
of a friend that works for the health department, that the workers are 
completely unsanitary.  They never wash their hands, not even after 
using the bathroom, which is totally disgusting.  Pots and pan are 
never washed thoroughly, and the extra salsa that they pour out to you 
when you get there is all dumped back into the jar to be reused.  I can 
share germs, I do everyday with people close to me, but sharing germs 
with the whole county, now that's a whole other story.  I would do Taco 
Bell, but I hear that's even worse.  Maybe I'll just cook my own stuff. 
Windows are clean, now it's back to my chair to stare some more at all 
those rumors walking by.  I see Erica walk by with her long time 
boyfriend Dirk.  They were the typical cute high school couple.  Erica 
was the captain of the cheerleading squad, so it suits that Dirk was 
the star football player.  I did hear a nasty rumor about them just 
recently from when they were in high school.  An act of fornication led 
to pregnancy for Erica, and as soon as she found out, her Mom took her 
to an abortion clinic in another state.  Her mothers' reasoning was 
that a baby would get in the way of Erica's dream as a Division 1 
cheerleader, and Dirk's dream of being a Division 1 football player.  
Ironic thing is, they both ended up staying at home going to the 
community college.  Ain't that a doozie. 

Fifteen minutes left.  That works out to three songs, each five minutes
long.  Now, if they're good songs, time will go by even faster.  Oh, 
this is a good song, it's Justin Timberlake.  I must admit though, I 
enjoy hearing about the rumors of his love life more than I do 
listening to his music.  I don't know what my fascination is with 
celebrities and their love lives.  I'm not a big “Ben and J-Lo” fan 
because she falls in love too much.  When it comes to Justin and 
Britney though, I want to know all about it.  The scandalous videos, 
and fighting each other with lyrics in songs.  I don't know if I like 
it more because it gives me a sense that they are really human, or if I 
love that they are miserable.  That would make me a sad, sad human 
being.  Look, all that thought has gotten me down to about five minutes 
to go. 

I begin to shut off all the lights and lock the back door.  I parked out
front so other people can see me leave.  I've always been a little 
scared of someone abducting me while getting into my car ever since it 
happened to Maggie, a girl I graduated high school with.  Well at least 
that is the story.  There were no witnesses to the abduction and rumor 
is that she ran off with the softball coach.  Her parents, being in so 
much denial, came up with this story because it didn't shame them as 
much.  And the fact that Coach Murray left town around the same time 
the “abduction” took place is just a little too coincidental. Okay, 
shutting down two minutes before 4:30 isn't going to kill anybody, and 
besides, I'm too hungry to wait any longer.  Cash register is checked 
out, money is in the safe, and all the rumors are safe with me.  I'm 
outta here. 


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