That’ll be $27.99

This entry is part [part not set] of 24 in the series What's Left of My Life

I’m feeling pretty good today. I need to go to work in a few hours, and there’s something about having to get up to go somewhere that’s kinda nice. At least, I think that today.

So, I got a job at the local bazillion-plex. Yes, I’m that smiling young lady that tells you the large Popcorn and extra large diet Pepsi will cost you the equivalent of a fine filet mignon, but that’s all right — we have a 12 month payment plan if you prefer.

Honestly, I’m making jokes today more out of habit than out of spite. I’m sure I’ll reach that zombie-like state of dispair that seems to infect the majority of cashiers, but right now I’m can’t help but be a little optimistic. Things are moving forward. I’m not a pessimist by nature. Well, not a complete pessimist, in any case. Really.

I suppose it helps that Beth and I are on speaking terms again. I really mean to get around to explain how that all happened, but I’m just happy it did. Oddly enough, she probably needs me as much as I need her.

The best part of my new job is I get discount tickets for all the movies. And maybe serving giant buckets o’ lard will eliminate my weakness for butter-soaked popcorn. Probably not. I suppose that’s too much to hope for.

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