It was a particularly slow day.

I was falling asleep during my orders.

All was going well, until weird strange things began to happen.

We were moping over the fact that there was 3 hours left to go. “What time are you off?” I asked first lane.

She made a face. “I’m off at five!”

“Five?” I exclaimed in incredulous disbelief. “What you have 4 hours to go!”

We burst out laughing. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a sleeve of clear lids hurling towards us from across the aisle. I pushed the McCafé person out of the way, As the lids just missed her head The lids landed on the counter in front of me. I whirled around to see who threw the lids.

No one was behind us. There was only us three!

“Becky!” The McCafé person protested.

I gaped at her. “You didn’t see that?! Those lids flew at us!”

We three stared at each other, then the lids, giggling nervously. “Come on, Becky don’t do that!”

“No one else was in here!” I cried. “Who else did it!”



I shook my head. “It was you,” I pointed to the McCafé person “revenge for us laughing at you!”

I had an order of orange juice. I went to pour some into a cup, my finger hovered over the juice button. Suddenly both juices poured. I didn’t touch anything. “Nope! That’s it! I’m not touching anything anymore!”

When I got home, both cats were acting frazzled.

Is it a full moon?!


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