Post by Wynn Sumner on Nov 4, 2009 2:26:47 GMT -5
Pen behind ear, clip board in hand, Wynn looked quite official at the comic shop. Although truth be told he was checking the back stock to what the computer said.
So far everything was coming out kosher. The job was tedious but it was something that had to be done. He had one ear bud in from his IPOD as he counted away when someone tapped his shoulder. It was AJ, one of the few female employees of the comic shop. "Hey Wynn, boss says its lunch time!" she had a pert tone to her voice, plus she was smoking hot.
He looked at his watch. "I've been doing this for 3 hours now? Doesn't seem like it." He stretched. "I just finished this box here if you want to continue."
"Sure thing Wynn, enjoy your break!" She smiled and started in on the work.
Instead of the usual grease feast of fast food, Wynn decided on a steak and chicken and bean burrito, filled with rice, corn salsa and guacamole. His mouth watered at the idea as he walked the block to the Chipolte restaurant.
He approached the doors of the place when he saw someone with their hands full. "Here, let me get the door for you." He did the gentlemanly thing again and held the door for whom ever it was.
So far everything was coming out kosher. The job was tedious but it was something that had to be done. He had one ear bud in from his IPOD as he counted away when someone tapped his shoulder. It was AJ, one of the few female employees of the comic shop. "Hey Wynn, boss says its lunch time!" she had a pert tone to her voice, plus she was smoking hot.
He looked at his watch. "I've been doing this for 3 hours now? Doesn't seem like it." He stretched. "I just finished this box here if you want to continue."
"Sure thing Wynn, enjoy your break!" She smiled and started in on the work.
Instead of the usual grease feast of fast food, Wynn decided on a steak and chicken and bean burrito, filled with rice, corn salsa and guacamole. His mouth watered at the idea as he walked the block to the Chipolte restaurant.
He approached the doors of the place when he saw someone with their hands full. "Here, let me get the door for you." He did the gentlemanly thing again and held the door for whom ever it was.