Taiga encounters his ex, who harasses him while he's working at his day job. How does he properly deal with such disrespect?
Alright, how much time’s left?...Three and a half hours. Sure. Just half an hour passes after five hours of looking away from it. Fan-fucking-tastic. Ok, you know what? Not that bad. That’s 60 minutes three times and then one half. Each of those 60 minutes is just...uh...15? Yeah, 15 minutes 4 times. And 15 minutes is just 3 minutes 5 times. So in all actuality, I’m waiting 3 minutes...70 times and then my shift’s completely over. And I think one of those three minutes passed just thinking about that. So 69 more to go...heh. Oh, the joys of being bored as all hell. At least one good thing came from school. I can now add a bit of flair to counting down the minutes. Totally worth the 7 hours every day for half my life.
My internal calculations are interrupted by a loud thud on the conveyor belt, shocking me to my core. Once I recover from my jolt, I look in front of me to see the source of the noise. To my dismay, it’s someone I’m quite acquainted with, Mason. Oh, goody. As if my day needed more hell to endure. Whatever. Just need to scan his shit and he’ll leave me alone. As a matter of fact, he might just ignore me completely. He’s looking on his phone.
“Taiga?” he questions in an exaggerated tone, “Little gayby Taiga? Is that actually you?”
“Oh my God, I didn’t notice you here. How are you?”
“Sir, I’d thank you to refrain from calling me that,” I respond, scanning and bagging his things,
“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to make you all fussy. You want me to find you a guy to give you your pacifier?”
I ignore his taunting, scanning and …