The fast-food clerk scowled through large, dark-rimmed glasses. Her eyes were a peculiar shape, one slanting up, and the other down in a strange, cock-eyed expression. Her underbite was accentuated by hot pink lipstick glaring angrily out between fleshy bulldog cheeks that quivered like jello when she moved.
Her dark hair, gray at the temples, was tucked into her uniform ball cap in front and fanned out into a frizzy wad in the back. Black polyester pants were stretched tautly over her odd shape – she had one of those wondrous backsides that look like shelves stick out at either side below a relatively small waist. She moved with the speed of a snail and never looked anyone in the eyes.
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2 comments:
I think I've met her... is her name Honey, and does she work at a Burger King in Biloxi, Mississippi?
(wink)
~S
She sounds shifty... and very like my next door neighbour.
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