Writing Prompt

She’s here again. She must have moved into town, she’s been buying groceries here for a month now. Also at the same time too, at 5 o’clock every Friday. Sometimes she chooses my line and other times she doesn’t, but that’s ok, she greets me with a smile regardless. Sometimes I’m getting off my shift so I can help her take her bags to her car. We don’t talk, but that’s ok.

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He keeps helpin...

I have worked as a stock boy for one year.

I have worked produce and a bag boy for another year.

I collected shopping carts and the evening deliveries for six months.

Today is my first day running the register at Apple tree health a local health and organic grocery store in my hometown. I am eighteen and half and just graduated. I have enough money saved up for my first year of trade school ...

I always start from the back of the store, then slowly make my way forward, because that’s the easiest path— direct, predictable, easy to know what’s in front of you. But lately i’ve found myself, rather than starting in the back for convince, gunning straight for the cinnamon rolls. These cinnamon rolls, just pillsbury dough, used to be maybe a bi-weekly, bi-monthly, even bi-annual purchase. A tr...

She wanders around, looking for cucumbers as she suddenly spots him. He stands in front of her, nervously wringing his fingers.

“Hi..? Can you let me pass?” She says, hoping that he’d just move out of her way.

“Oh! Sorry, I just wanted to ask you-”

“Ask me what? C’mon, Casimir-destroyer of peace. Come up with something a little less stalkery if you want me back.” She interjects, yet again praying ...

Allen, had gone to the grocery store to get a few items to eat thru out the week.

He had been going from isle to isle. When he noticed a very pretty women picking up items off the floor. Hello mind if I help you?

Not at all, I must be clumsy she said. It’s ok I’ll help you. My name is Allen, what is yours? I’m Terry, this is so embarrassing.

Not at all things happen. Do you come here often? Yes...

Next please.

Jeans. Band tee. Casual. He comes to my checkout with cheap beef and fresh vegetables. Stir fry, perhaps.

‘Hey how you going’, I say. I’m contractually obligated to ask everyone I serve.

He smiles at me, ‘I’m well. How are you?’

He seems to actually expect an answer.

‘Good, thank you. Receipt’s in the bag.’

Dark chinos. Dress shoes. Polo with his workplace logo. Hair slicked back...

I had to rush to get booze for my party. Storming into my local grocery store, I navigated the tornado that was me to the alcohol section. Once there, I brewed and stirred indecisive and in a hurry. Finally, taking a plunge on a bottle of rosé. I grabbed and turned. Right into someone. The bottle became such a burden for my clumsy fingers that it fell and crashed onto the tiles and exploded like a...

He first came through my line with a too big smile and honestly I thought nothing of him. Just another customer.

He kept coming though. And eventually I knew his face. His smile was the first thing to catch my eye. He smiled too much and he told bad jokes. But he was cute, so it worked.

He started coming by more often, but it seemed like he rarely bought food. Every few days and always with th...

I walked through the glass automatic doors of the store as I did at least thrice a week now. Being a very amateur baker was fun and rewarding, but surely tiresome in the buying goods department. As I walked around the aisles searching for my favorite type of oil, someone caught my eye. Offering free samples out of cake, they stood behind the small coaster of treats and gave me a smile.

“Wou...

I woke up this morning knowing I had to go get groceries for my house. So I got up got dressed did my hair and makeup and was ready to go. When I arrived at Walmart there was a lot of people there. As I am going down every isle getting the things I need I then go down isle 10 and see the one person who caught my eye she is so stunning and beautiful! She smiled at me and winked omg is this actually...