No Relish

One: Eeny Meeny Miny Moe chicken burger, w/ cheese, bacon and no relish. Every single time, like clockwork. Her phrasing seemed so well rehearsed. Even the way she corrected the cashier from time to time. Watching her perform this tall order was hypnotic. The way she spoke, the way she moved; every little gesture was flawless.

 

If she’d had a bad day, the cashier would know. If seas were calm, they would make it out unscathed. Her mood was really the only inconsistency. Apart from the wardrobe, or a dish hand had been made redundant and another would’ve taken his place. Other than that it was always the same, always sunny. After so long, the cycle began to repeat itself. I knew the monotony all too well. So did she, that’s why she began to send me in her place.