Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26527257-20150624191332

It was a normal day from want I remember; I crawled out bed to my roommate blasting her music. I slowly walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge for leftovers; rice and chicken, some kind of mummified pasta, and eggs. I throw out the pasta and reheated the rice and chicken. After eating it I headed to the living room and turned on the news. After five minutes of listening to stories about missing people in my town I shut it off and headed to the shower. After I walked to my closest and grabbed my last clean shirt and cardigan. I will have to do laundry tonight it seems. I looked around for pants of that I could wear to work, finally found some slacks they will have to work. I walked out to my car only to see the landlords’ brat keying my car. Shoved the kid out of my way and got in my car and headed to work.

Got to work at 6am and opened to shop. It was a long 6 hours; someone on yesterdays shift forgot to restock and clean the bathrooms, two Customers come in yelling about how they want a return due to the dress making their asses look fat, Had to fire the new tailor after her tenth time injury someone during a fitting. On top of all that it was a slow day. Around new my boss wanted to take me out to lunch to talk about something.

He drove us to this little family owned Chinese place. On the outside you would not even have given it a second glance, however on the instead it was wonderful. It was very roomy, the colors were dark but well down, and the smell was heavenly. We got seated and ordered our food. He then asked me if I was willing to run a new shop he was opening a few towns over. I told I would gladly due it if he trusted me too. The waitress started to walk over with our food. As we got to our table she tripped and all the food landed right on me. Luckily and oddly my boss and a outfit then was in my size in his car that he offered to me. After we got our food for the second time we ate quietly. He offered to drive me home, but I had some paperwork to finish at work. We drove to work and he informed me that I will have about 6 months to move to the town where the new shop willing be opening. He dropped me off at work and then drove off.

I went to the back office and did the paperwork. I went home about six hours later. When I pulled into the parking lot my landlord was waiting there for me. She yelled at me for pushing her son I said I was sorry and headed to my apartment. There was a package on my door step with a single note it read “congrats on your promotion”. It felt odd no one but me and my boss knew about it. I took it in inside and placed it on the table I would ask the landlord if she saw who dropped it of in the morning. I went to my room and slipped on shorts and a larger shirt. I dropped my cell and order a pizza, after I hang up someone knocked on my door.

When I opened it two officers were standing there and asked if I was willing to come down to the station to answer a few questions. I willing went with them. When we got there we went into this small room and they asked questions about my day, where I was, what I was doing those sort of questions. I asked why they were asking. They said a couple few someone near or at the crime scenes. How did they find the bodies?  