Sleep as a Hobby

The sun is overwhelmingly too bright; it is literally burning my skin red. The heat is just unbearable. You could probably make a fried egg from heated asphalt. A view of parking or almost melting cars in annoyingly straight, accurate line looks distorted from heat waves. I bet it’ll be like an oven inside there.

I did not have any supper last night, so I’m ‘very’ hungry in a dream. My stomach aches with hunger. My throat seems to have some sand in there, its painfully poking and quenching for a fire extinguisher.

OMG at this point I can either become living bacon or die from starvation, so I looked around… …

A tickling wind, full of dryness, gently carries an alluring smell.

It is like seeing a paradisiacal oasis in a scorching desert.

A mouthful of juicy fried chicken, glossy ketchup shining like a sweet red lipstick, and… … an addicting CRAB BURGAR!!! Ah~ I cannot miss a stinging soda pop (^_^) drinking a nice cup of ice-floating coke will be THE highlight in this damn weather.

Foods that can full you with smells~~!!
I can already feel my mouth waters.

Grrr…… My stomach let out pitiful sounds of grumble.
This… … this is irresistible… Can’t help it~~

I ran straight towards the root of the smell with sweaty feet. The name McDonald where I despised as an axis of evil for mass producing fast-food, increasing obese population was not a concern at this point. There would be a clean cool air condition…. In….

As I pant through an automatic glass door was… refreshing my… …

There was a messy mass crowd.

Flocking tightly like ugly ants, they were densely crowded in front of the order line. They must be owners of those cars at the parking lots; they were like desperate people at a market on doomsday. They were frantically reaching counters in an urgent hurry. No order, no straight lines from the parking lot can be seen in this chaos.

Is there a special discount or what?

It was at least dry out there. God… in this restricted space with ‘this’ amount of people… Moist and heat from cooking foods and people made such a harmonious combination to create an unbearable humidity. They must have taken some kind of hideous drugs in a group; acting like possessed demon, hurling and pushing like mad bulls. I am shocked and absolutely disgusted with the horrifying scene of HELL.

Should I get in? Out?
I hesitated from the entrance, when I felt a sudden push from a big bear like man behind; entering, and was forced to thrust myself into an embarrassing looking line, or more like a crowd.

AH~~ AARK~~!! I’m squished~! Heat rash~!

I am already sweating - my clothes wet, and the yucky smell, of closely attached people cannot be covered with what once was an adoring food smell.

So this is how it looks like when people get insane together. Their own greediness fluently allows them to step over one another like zombies; slowing the line. Maybe school students are learning about morality because for this evilness every human has. I am shocked with this unexpected chaos, seeing such hypocrisy as human in general; openly allow me to infinitely disgust those hurling beasts. (Especially to the bear like man, smothering his armpit directly ‘on’ my face)

I am not going to abandon my dignity like those hideous creatures. Haste makes…. wa… waste… Servers are working with speed. There are only three in front of my line.

When’s my turn?
I annoyingly traced my side of server and then had to bulge my eyes with amazement.

In middle of this moist filled, swaying heat hellish condition, there was a cook; sweating and working hard with his passion. There was no haste in his every motion; placing a juicy patty on a toasted bun. Every move has its old, significant meanings like… … Kung-Fu, I can see the soul of artist in simple swift as flipping patties. It is a totally different class of passion from a selfish greed. His sweaty shirts, overwhelming conditions, terrifying beasts…. Yes… like a blossoming lotus from murky mud. He has a halo of enlightened light; glowing.

This IS a touching sensation. That’s the taste of an artist; every beads of his sweat adds to the heavenly flavor. I can partly agree with their craziness… the burger… looked so beautifully scrumptious, I unconsciously gulped for hunger.

“(Sour-sweet) chickens and a (melting) crab burger. Here’s the large size cup, drink is a self, sir ~♡”

Ha…
Siren cannot be as adoring as this voice.

Be… pa…patient… I MADE a commitment. Got to keep… li… lining… for chicken! Fries! Coke!

Servers’ hands are rescuing desperate refugees. Well in this situation it can be rightly called as Hands of God. Teasing hands shakes fries from oil are… indescribable. Servers pick customers as they like; giving order, such action divided grief and thrilled excitement among beasts.

That lucky fellow over there got food from the counter; voraciously devouring them as if his life is on thread. He sensed my stunned stare and fiercely glared back at me with flashing eyes full of madness

Maybe that’s a drug burger.

Famished devils scrounge around the counter; those who gets the food gulp without chewing. Those passionate mass customers must give them plenty of revenue.

Just then……
I found a piece of chicken, covered with dust. Must have been flown away by a fight.

Should I…… eat… it?

I furiously shake my head side to side.
Trial must be overcome for a hero.
Non~~!! Can’t lose my wits~~!! That tiny piece of chicken can’t… de…FEAT me~!!

Energetic pledge allowed me to cowardly push the tempting chicken to the side with my right foot. Simultaneously the extremely irritating bear-like man snatched it with an amazing speed; comparable to an eagle striking a fish, and smoothly threw it into his mouth, smiling in satisfaction. Such an aversion scene helplessly gave me goose bumps.

‘Were you that hungry?’
I blankly stared at this huge looking man with astonishment.

There’s a rouse

In this highly dense population in this small cramming store, overflowing with heat and humidity, everyone’s tempers are at the peak, it is expected. As if gabbing and struggling was not enough, two hot-headed beasts are punching each others with their fist.

But… the problem is…
Shit! Its right in front of me!

God is giving me this time of trial for what? I was trying to be a decent ‘human’ for God’s sake! This is OUTRAGEOUS! Other lines are going forth and forth, why me? Why now?

Those two animals are completely oblivious of other people waiting in line. They are now barking each others at top of their throat; there was a forming crowd surrounding them, cautiously holding their precious food. The sight just gives me a fret. Unfortunately I was swept around by that mess and ended up unwilling had a best sit; wide open close to the fist fight.

I am dying with hunger and those two ass-holes are observing each others; each carrying a dagger and a shield like gladiators. Blood thirsty crowds are showing vain on their neck roaring for blood.

This troublesome scene made my head ache with anger. I gave a pleading glance to a server; wearing a blue cap, to help me, but he gave an awkward smile and set off for a better view.

I sigh… (Ha….)

What’s this… I was just hungry and came to this damn store, eating like decent dignified human as a straight bamboo stick, waiting in line. And now… there are beasts happily enjoying their food with such teasingly gorgeous scent, and I can’t stand in the line for these asses, and my only seemingly savior the server deserted me for this violence.

I felt a bitter betrayal. A burning, volcanic fire slithers its tongue within my deepest heart.

What have I endured this for! What’s the reward for being such human? Even that bear-like man is gorging on his chicken! Why can’t I? Bullshit! This is all bullshit! I hate you all! I HATE this weather!

I was about to explode my suppressed madness out to the world; screaming and shouting my lungs out. But… a thin string of conscious allowed me to ‘think’ more rationally. Instead of wastefully spending my calories, I should go and order my food for good. So I stressfully and aggressively pushed others to side towards the counter.

Suffocating heat from those maniacs are relieving here. I can comfortably breathe now. I gave a deep breath to exhale some negativity. A bit of sense knocked my brain with relief.

I pitifully gave a quick look at that clumsy bunch.
Tut, I would usefully use my time to order food then fighting like dogs.

All those beasts must have gone through now. I wonder where those servers went (too obvious) only a hard working girl with a pony tail was at the counter; organizing stocks and cleaning. The look of responsibility gave me a favorable impression.

I must be the last customer in line. How did I wait … for … so long… I felt a sudden abruption of anger arousing from stomach, so I quickly spat out my order. I will have much and slowly satisfy my victory soon.

“Fried chicken, a large size crab burger, medium French Fries, super-size cu…p…”

The woman gave a questioning look of wonder.
“We’re out”







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