
"I wonder where Pam went"
My worst nightmare came true this weekend.
Michael showed up at my retail job.
I knew it was coming. When I started working at the shop in Viewpoint Mall, Michael hadn’t even heard of the store before.
Then a week and a half ago he tells me Jan and her sister discovered the shop, and she just LOVED it.
Oh no.
I wasn’t too too worried. I knew that there was another location of the store closer to where Michael lived, and he never talked about coming to my part of town for anything. I figured I was safe.
I was wrong.
I was helping out at the registers when I saw him turn the corner waving at me, Jan in tow. Luckily it had slowed down and I had just signed off my register. I gave a quick grunt that sounded somewhat like a hello and hopped on a telephone as quick as possible to call one of the other departments with some inane question.
Jan and Michael camped out just to the right of me while I was on the phone. I turned my head to the left as if looking for something and as soon as I was done on the phone, hung up and bolted in the opposite direction of them. I then hid in a stock room until I was sure the two were gone.
Why Michael? Why must you torture me everywhere I go?