Monday, July 25, 2011

The life of a kiosk employee.

"Oh ma'am, may I ask you a question?"  I don't sell lotion.. or flat irons.. if "real eygptian cotton sheets." I am a red blooded American, and what do red blooded Americans Sell?  You got it! Kung fu movies. I start my eventful say by arriving at my kiosk around 9:50am, I take the tarp down and look at my kiosk with a sigh.  I realize I am here for 11 hours. Before doing any actual work, I pick out a proper kung fu movie to watch after I count the 1500 some odd Dvds we carry. I prefer a comedy, like Shaolin Soccer to start of with, then a Donnie Yen movie, not Ip Man though, I can only watch the true story of the man who taught Bruce Lee wing chun 50 thousand times...   Since week days are slow I figure I would start this up again. It.will be tough since I always argue with the girl at Big Thursdays (the 9 kiosks beside me) about what should be for dinner... I said soft pretzels, but she refuses. But hey, let's see where this timer killer takes us!


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