Dominic was behind the counter with Aaron and Ryan. Dominic was reading a magazine while Aaron was playing on his phone. Ryan wasn’t doing anything but watching his friends. He suddenly yelled “Oh my God, I’m so bored. I’m going to kill myself!” and slammed his head onto the counter.

“Do it outside in the dumpster,” Dominic said. “I just realized something. Aaron’s worked here for a month.”

“He has,” Ryan lifted his head.

“And?” Aaron was confused.

“Remember how young he was?”

“They grow up so fast.”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“We have a new employee,” Ryan said and came over with a tall guy with big hair. “His name is Aaron and he still has a soul.”

“Well, he can help that man tomorrow and he’ll take care of it,” Dominic said. “How you doing, Aaron?”

“Good. I’m a little nervous.”

“Well, don’t be. This job is worthless and soon you won’t give one damn about these people getting their coffee, giant meat sticks, or powdered donuts,” Dominic sighed.

“We can hear you, you know,” a customer said from one of the aisles.

“I know,” Dominic answered sarcastically.

“We were all so young,” Dominic put his arm around Aaron.

“It was a terrible day,” Aaron said. “That guy said we were single-handedly responsible for the heart disease and obesity problem in the country.”

“Pfft,” Ryan scoffed. “That was nothing.”

“We had fifty protesters here,” Aaron reminded.

A man had paid for his coffee and stood just off to the side, sipping it. The next customer came up with a pre-made sandwich, a large soda, and a couple of candy bars. “Why are you paying this guy to kill you?”

“What?”

“Would you pay someone to kill you because that’s what you’re doing buying that garbage.”

“I’ve seen this movie,” Dominic said and winked at whoever is reading this. “Sir, can you please leave? I’m not going to let you rile up the customers.”

“So you’re going to silence me. You refuse to face the truth that you are single-handedly responsible for the rise in heart disease and obesity in this country,” the man shouted.

“You know there’s a McDonald’s about a mile and a half that way, right?” Dominic pointed in one direction. “And another two miles that way,” he pointed in the opposite direction. “You could probably also complain about half the food manufacturers in the grocery store.”

“And then he started throwing broccoli at us,” Aaron said.

“I don’t think that was any worse than that guy in the helmet running head first into the cooler glass, breaking it,” Ryan said.

“That is why he wears a helmet, Ryan, so he doesn’t hurt himself when he runs head first into stuff,” Dominic said. “Ooh, how about that woman caught having sex in the bathroom?”

“Eh, that happens whenever MaryJane stops by,” Ryan said.

“But this was with a dog.”

“True,” Ryan stroked his chin and nodded.

“At least no one died,” Aaron smiled.

“I prefer it when people die. We get to close the store for a bit,” Dominic said.

Dominic went back to his magazine and Ryan continued leaning against the counter. A customer came in a went to the fountain drinks.

“Do...Do a lot of people die?” Aaron asked.

“You’d be amazed,” Dominic answered.