“So what are you in for?”
If she heard the word even 1 more time today, she feared she might lose a few brain cells from beating her head against the nearest wall.
Mainly because ‘awesome’ meant nothing of the sort.
At best, it was patronizing, like patting a dog on the head for sitting on command.
At worst, ‘awesome’ was the equivalent of a condescending kiss off and came with the boobie prize of first hearing a boxing bell and then hearing The Lego Movie song, (everything is AWE-some!) play incessantly within her head for days at a time.
Exorcising the song from her brain meant having something unfortunate-make that unfortunate but not life threatening, she was no monster-had to befall an unsuspecting innocent before the awesomeness could leave the building.
It was all very exhausting, to put it mildly.
She was a rational human being. She was perfectly willing to consider alternatives like amazing and stunning or fearless but nothing was awesome and that was that.
Hence the reason she was tromping along the sidewalk, muttering to herself and scaring people to the other side of the street. She was up to her ears in awesome and she needed the peace found inside the quiet confines of her corner oasis.
Both for her sanity and for the safety of those who had to work alongside her.
When she arrived at the little cafe, she was surprised to see him there. Uh oh. The king of all that is awesome (clang!). This was unexpected and didn’t bode well for her mental stability.
“Hey! Great to see you,” Oh man, please don’t say it, please don’t say-“Just wanted to tell you how-don’t do it, for the love of all things you hold dear in your life-“amazing you did with that order. You really pulled it off.” whew, that was-“You’re so awesome.”
“So? So what are you in for? Hey, I’m talking to you.”
“Naw girl. leave her alone, she’s crazy.”
“I heard she stuck ketchup covered french fries up a guy’s nose today. All because he told her she was awesome.”