You work at a gas station, selling lottery, snacks, cigarettes, denying teens cigarettes, and any other things here and there. You figure it will be a bit of a struggle to work today, but your mom drops you off at the counter and leaves. Every item looks huge to you, as you are incidentally asked to help stock shelves. Your coworker Nancy, a 50 something mother of 4, tired pudgy woman comes up to the counter.
"Stan oh my god is that you?" she says is awe at your tiny form
"Yes it is, and before you ask let me explain what happened...." you say as you realize how old this story of telling the origin of your shrinkage will get.
"Well anyway, the boss wants us to stock shelves, i guess ill just set you on top of the taller shelves and hand small items to you, ok?" she asks, not asking really as she wisks you away in her palm to the shelf. Nancy hands you small items like tissue packs other items, working her way up to the heavier items. You sway back and forth with the items, barely able to handle them, that last one almost knocked you off! Nancy tosses you a bottle of shampoo, you catch it but the enormous weight of it sends you to the edge. You tumble off the shelf right into the cart of.....
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