Steve Walked Up To The Counter
Character – interior designer- Setting – shopping mall
- Object – lunar rock
- Situation – dropped a contact
Steve walked up to the counter with his purchases – a “moon rock” and two hand-crafted replica ceremonial masks “from Honduras.” These seasonal stores at the mall sure made his job simpler.
“Forty-three Seventy-five. Charge? Okay.”
Steve ran his hands through his long hair while the cashier waited for her machine. She was an older unit – the cashier, not the machine – but had a tattoo peeking out over her low collar.
“So you collect this stuff?”
“It’s for a client. I’m an interior designer.”
“Hey! My nephew would love to meet you.”
Steve pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes tightly, causing his right contact to pop out. “I’m not gay, alright? Just because a guy has long hair and decorates for a living doesn’t automatically make him gay!”
The cashier wilted. “Jimmy’s not gay either. He just bought a new house, though.”