August 26th, 2004

I am watching a movie taking place in a future hive city built over labyrinthe underground tunnells.
...my awareness enters the movie....
The city is filled with two types of bio-engineered humans: Thinkers with genetically enhanced intelligence and Helpers with genetically enhanced strength. Thinkers wear white labcoats. Helpers are naked except for yellow construction helmets. There is an accident in one of the towers and a female Thinker falls down the great spiral staircase. The great spiral staircase links the levels of the underground with each other and the surface. She falls to the lowest levels of the underground, home to the Eaters. The Thinkers and Helpers abandonned the underground for fear of the eaters. The Eaters are humans that are bald, caniballistic, and have proboscises intead of tongues. They are the failed mutations resulting from the genetic engineering that created the Thinkers and Helpers.
...my awareness shifts...
I am working the cash register #12 at Farm and Fleet. Dianne, and her son Henry, come in. She goes into a nearby register, run by Lindsey. I go over and say hello. I am so excited to see her. She tells me she is having her tires and battery looked at. She requested they investigate if they caused the damage to her car. I pick up Henry. His body is fine. No signs of cerebral palsey or missing fingers. I am startled. He then begins to speak to me. I start to load a shopping cart with returns. I stack a small pyramid of blue oil cans on the handle of the shopping cart. Henry says, "Let me help." Okay I say. He tries to load a cardboard box that is larger than him and filled with dog food into the cart. The box is coming apart and dog food will fall out if lifted incorrectly. Henry is spilling dog food all over. I let him finish without intervening. I figure him being able to lift a box is more important that keeping dog food off the floor. Then an older bearded man in the next aisle thinks the box of dog food is his. He and his overweight wife bought a lot of dog food. They remind me of Chad Fross' parents. He investigates the box and realizes it is not his. He leaves. I turn to continue to talk to Dianne and she is gone. Weird. I grow tired of my uniform. Fucking uniform. I take it off and my shirt also. I grab a broom from the broom closet and begin to sweep up the spilled dog food. The intercom announces all the managers are dead. They were electocuted on a fishing and golfing trip. What? Sure thay were assholes but they did not deserve to die. This explains why I saw Mike B. and Kent in the store earlier talking to Carl. Carl came in to buy something. I look down at the floor I am sweeping and notice I am sweeping up a lot of hair. Mike B. comes over to help me with the sweeping. I go to return the broom and dustpan to the broom closet...
...the exit doors have been replace with doors to the spiral staircase. my awareness races down the stairs...
I see an armored truck, very boxy in shape, driving down the staircase. It sits on 5 grooves that run along the spiral staircase. A female thinker and three Heads are going to the bottom of the stairwell to retrieve the body of the thinker who fell down to the bottom levels. Heads run everything and dress in a future style purple suit, a purple trenchcoat, and sunglasses. The cheif Head tells the Thinker in the car she will leave the track in a bio-suit and retrieve the body of the fallen thinker.
"No," she says.
"I would reconsider your answer," says the cheif Head. "Or you will be blackballed from the corporations and forced to live in the junkyards outside the city."
She agrees. They ask her to hurry for the Eaters will try to smash the armored vehicle with their proboscises.
...my awareness races up the staircase's seven levels...
A fat woman in a blue mechanics overalls is floating in the air. She yells at a Helper to go down to the bottom and retieve the thinker before the corporation does. He is confused and refuses.
"Why do I need to do that," he asks?
"Go down there and retrieve the corpse cause it will make us rich," she says.
The Helper is still confused. I grow tried of the movie. I grab my shirts, a short sleeve and long sleeve, and go to the back.
"You're so thick and muscular," someone yells as I leave. I turn and see Kelly Varney had said that to me. "I regret not dating you and finding out how thick you truly are." Lindsey blushes and agrees with Kelly. I notice I am very muscular but also have a large bulging penis in my blue jeans. Now I am embarressed. I smile, blush, and head to the back warehouse.