The sound of your alarm clock wakes you and you groggily switch it off. You go through your normal morning routine and grudgingly head off to your job. As always, you arrive at work on time and walk straight into the back room to put on your uniform. Once there you notice your best friend, Ian, is already dressed and preparing to begin.
“Hey Jake.”
“Hey Ian, ready for another exciting day?” You ask sarcastically.
“Oh yea, working here has been highlight of my entire life.” He replies with equal sarcasm, “I hope I never quit.”
“Ah yes, stocking food has always been a dream of yours hasn’t it?”
“A lifelong-dream. Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to live that dream.”
He grabs a small nearby crate and rolls it into the main area of the store. You never thought he would end up as a stock boy in a grocery store. Then again, you thought both of you had bright futures. Although you were never really motivated to do anything, Ian was and certainly should have succeeded. You sigh and change into your uniform; this is your life and there’s no point in brooding over what could have been.
The day goes by relatively quickly, which is about the only benefit to the job. However it’s a rather hollow benefit, as the day passing by faster just means you have to work that much sooner the next day. You and Ian wave goodbye to each other at five o’clock and you walk to your small one-bedroom apartment, reaching it by 5:30pm.