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Another day at work. Another day of serving customers their cold cuts, who want it sliced extra thin, because its the only way their toddlers will eat it. Because they have problems digesting food. Because it just tastes better when its thin. Another day of being just one once over, and OH MY GOD, that's TOO EXPENSIVE! Another day of bullshit, or so I thought. My name is Nick, and I work at the local supermarket chain. The owners are cheap, the equipment is in dire need of repair and service, and I get paid crap. This particular day was a Tuesday, so it was a slow and easy going, with just a handful of coworkers. I walk in with my usual coffee, and say hello to my coworkers. There's Gina, the older lady who is a raging alcoholic, and has been sent home more than once for ?not feeling well.? There was Ramon, a short squat Mexican who was a cool guy, but you could only understand every other word that he said. The deli manager, Micky, was no where to be found, as usual ? probably on his cell phone talking to his girlfriend or his ex wife or one of his three teenage daughters. I put on my hat and apron, and I?m ready for the day's bullshit, bursa escort sneaking into the back room every once in a while to take a drink from my coffee. The first customer is straight forward, and done easy enough. Second customer is a pain in the ass. Third was alright and the day started to become a blur as I got into the mindless routine of cutting deli meats and cheeses. ?Okay, so you want it paper thin, or shredded?? ?No 'ma'am, I do not have blood and tongue.? ?No, I can't get any thinner than this without it falling apart.? ?Yes sir, I heard you the first six times, you want Thumann's bologna.? And so on for an hour, when Dannie started her shift. Dannie was a full figured woman, little older than me, having just celebrated her 40 th birthday. She had beautiful auburn hair that fell nearly to her waist when let it down, and large plump breasts, and an ass that was meant to be slapped. She was fun to work with, with the playful flirting that would happen between us. She gets her hat and a coat on, and starts serving customers, falling into the routine. My customer asks to see the roast beef. I show it to her. Its not bursa escort bayan rare enough. I show her a few other brands. Still not rare enough, and my customer makes a show of being disgusted and disappointed. She then asks to see the turkey. Although I still got three pounds of turkey left, she claims it's an end, and wants me to open a new one. I tell her I can't, and I show her another brand that was just opened. Okay, she'll take that one. I start to slice it, when Dannie comes up beside me to slice her customer's request. My customer then asks to see the first slice. While my back is turned to the customer, I roll my eyes and mutter ?Jesus fucking Christ.? I show the customer the slice. Its fine. I turn back to continue doing my job, and Dannie leans into me, saying, ?Next she'll ask to see your hard salami.? I smirk, and reply, ?Its only hard for you, baby.? As the day drags on, more workers come in. Jimmy, the burned out pot smoking metal-head. Jackie, the manager's lesbian assistant, and Tony, the biggest black man I've ever met, but most definitely a gentle giant. I end up running out of something, and have escort bursa to go in the walk-in fridge to get another. Dannie happens to be there, looking for something. ?Hey, watcha need?? I ask her. ?Sopresatta. Where the fuck is it?? ?Oh, that's on the top shelf.? The top shelf, of course, being eight feet high. Dannie looks for the step ladder, which as always is no where to be found. So being the strong willed woman that she is, she starts to climb up the shelves. ?WHOA!? I exclaim, as I move over and put my hands on her to make sure she doesn't fall. At this point, my thoughts were solely on her safety, but she looks down at me and with a wink, says, ?Are you having fun down there?? It was then I noticed I was supporting her by her ass. I waggle my eyebrows and give her butt a playful squeeze. ?Woo!? she mockingly cries out, then grabs the sopresatta and starts to climb down. I help her to the ground, only to realize, I forgot what I was looking for myself. When I tell Dannie this, she chuckles and says, ?Uh-oh.? I go back to the counter and look at what I was slicing. At this point, my customer is now irate because of how long I'm taking, and loudly asks, ?What's taking so long god dammit?? ?Just gotta open a new one sir, just be a second.? I roll my eyes on my way back to the fridge, grab the fucking turkey my customer can't live without, and go to the sink to open it.