Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Day 218: Peespiring

Written at 12AM on 8/6-8/7:

A little boy pulled down his pants, lifted his shirt, and after merely exposing himself for a few seconds, let sail his yellow flag for all the queue to see. His father was trying to finish a transaction with me at the register. His two older brothers were around the corner in hide-out mode, though it was their shrieks at the father that got his attention.

Perhaps he was inspired by the steady swirl of mist from the miser we have set up next to the register. Maybe he just had to go. When the father ran over to salvage the situation, as red faced as his hair, I let him know it okay, that the boy seemingly needed "to go". I also had a convenient bucket of water beside me due to a leaking pipe system and my lack of time between customer to dump it on something in dire need (flowers, trees), As the stream of urine grew I eyed that bucket knowingly.

I also was good enough to allow the father and sons to exit before washing out their shame. Then it was just me with the lingering thought of diluted pee on the bottom of shows and on the broom I been using to spread out water accumulations. I figured the urine should be fairly dilute already if the boy was being healthy and considering the heat of the day. These are some of the things I get to must on while working in 100+ heat with too few lulls in between customers with which to do something a bit more mind engaging. Like a crossword!

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