Silly Jean

I walked into the 7-11 store. Aside from me there were only three other people inside the store—two female crewmembers and one male co-worker. The music was on full-blast; Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean” was playing.

“She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene”

One of the girls was in front of the chiller where the Yakults and the Nestle Yogurts were stacked. She had her hands up in the air, wavin’ like she just don’t care. She swayed her hips to the music as she shook her arms.

“People always told me, be careful what you do”

And, with her eyes closed, she sang along in her high-pitched voice as Michael let it rip:

“She's just a girl who claims that I am the one!”

The guy saw me come in, and panicked. So he did the only thing he could think of; he greeted me in the loudest voice he could muster, one that would surely rise above Michael’s falsetto.

“GUUUD APTERNUN MA’AM SUUUR, WULCAM TO SEBEN ILLEBEN!”

Upon hearing that the girl, also in a panic, did what she thought would be the best way to hide what she was doing—she reached up and got a Yakult from the top shelf. Pootah, pa-simple ka pa, teh.

“So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice!”

I was still smiling when I paid for my purchases.