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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Fingers toy with my nearly worn out bank card. Not too confident, I hold onto my nerves, hard. Ahead, petty items in her trolley hold me slowed. The cashier stops, lengthily examining a bar code. I glance around at the growing queue, blindly. I bump into him, behind me, and I apologize kindly. I let him precede me, my morals climbing high. He hesitates with three items, as if not sure which to buy. I tend him a basket which he aloofly ignores. Disconcerted, my eyes divert to the store's doors. The cashier waits for the cash, visibly well trained. He fishes in a pocket then empties another, unrestrained. Some coins roll and find the cashier’s impatient fingers. But she waits with smile fixed as he lingers. At last he finds his notes, all bundled. His shaking hands proudly tug one crumbled. He peers at it and slowly returns it back to place. Another he places, unsure, in hand tended with grace. Suddenly he pulls it back, deciding it was not the right one! Now this, he checks carefully; it is a larger one. He gave it away, not looking very happy. The cashier’s patience is waning, visibly. But she amounts the cash and helps him as he packs. Then he gets annoyed as his long bread roll cracks. He halts and decides to break it into three; it goes into the bag. The cashier turns with a bright smile to a queue in lag!
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