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Jesse started keeping a lid on his coffee when he worked the register; twice, someone had mistaken his mug for a tip jar and thrown in their change. He started working at 7-11 when he graduated from Cornell though, as he told his co-worker Abby, he had not planned to hold a job where he wore his name on his shirt.

"Doctors have nametags," she said.

Jesse daydreamed that the store would be robbed, and he'd save Abby from the stocking-faced man. Grateful, she'd fuck him, and he'd tell her he loved her then because he didn't know how to bring it up any other way.

Story by:

Jamie Burke

16 March 2013

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