She stands as the exit gatekeeper.
Smiling as each cart approaches.
All know the drill
She reaches out her hand and the person steering the cart hands her their papers.
Slowly she reads each name listed on the tail-length report.
Then her eyes glance to find the matching reality in the cart.
She glances back and forth, back and forth.
The cart owner, shifting his weight back and forth.
As another parks at their bumper and then another and the line grows.
Finally with pen in hand, the gatekeeper abruptly draws a line down the long tail
and returns it to the cart owner with a smile and the words, “Have a nice day”
The cart is allowed to move again and exit the cavernois warehouse.
“I could do her job,” I think to myself as I wait, 4th in line, for my turn to exit BJs.
Maybe because I am still tired from an exhausting school year, but lately I’ve been noticing non-educational jobs, like the exit cashier at BJs. I find it appealing becuase it is a job where I could feel powerful and a job where those I would interact with would feel grateful for my efficiency.
What job do you dream about doing?