nO bOdY wAnTs tO WoRk

I swear if I hear this one more time, the earrings are coming out.

At my local Fred Meyer, it’s a relatively quiet day. I scramble to pack my own grocery bags — it appears that there are no courtesy clerks on shift—and the middle-aged cashier, who wears a button touting his 15 years of service, looks at me with an apologetic smile and says “yeah, no one wants to work anymore!”