The Cashier

by Kelly Keene

Mid forties

Grey roots

Five eight

She was probably coming straight from work. 

Frozen chicken

A bag of frozen peas

Two cans of Campbell’s

and toilet paper. 

At least in her eighties.

Typical grandma perm. 

Barely five feet. 

Eight cans of cat food. 

Marzipan.

A birthday card, 

and 

A six pack of beer.

She used a coupon. 

Loud talker, 

on a cell phone. 

Suit and tie. 

Black greasy hair. 

No eye contact. 

Gum. 

Rum. 

and ice. 

Plaid shirt and khakis

Touch of grey. 

Rosy cheeks. 

Half and half 

Coffee filters

Napkins

Apples 

Bananas

Two heads of lettuce

Boneless, skinless, chicken breasts

Belery

Carrots

Italian dressing

Doritos

Snack pack pudding cups

Gushers 

Orange juice (no pulp.) 

Two bags of spaghetti

White bread

Muffins

Eggs

I can’t believe it’s not butter

and a whole block of cheddar cheese.

He used his club card and saved four dollars and thirty-seven cents. 

He also bought little pigtails a candybar, as long as she promised not to tell her mother. 

Two giggling girls. 

No more than fourteen. 

Vanilla scented extra shimmering exfoliating body wash.

Lipstick.

Red nail polish

Blue nail polish

Pink nail polish

Sparkly nail polish 

Cookie dough

Four tabloid magazines. 

Paid in cash.

A young man and his friend. 

Twenty one last month, according to the ID.

Twenty-four pack of bud light. 

Fire Ball, and a plastic handle of something clear. 

Coke. 

Orange Juice. 

Skittles

Ten packs of top Ramen

Bacon. 

Brown hair.

Grey eyes

Five seven

Green top

Jeans

Tic tacs and forty dollars, Cash back. 

Thank you for shopping, have a nice day!

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