"Hey, had you know how much we had for yesterday?? Over?? Short??", Ray tilted his body to an angle that if he keep on tilting, he might run into the Nescafe rack next to him.
"I don't know, you better ask Josh, he's just back from the toilet." Chelle answered swiftly as Joshua stepped into their sight. It is common knowledge that the administration office is just next to the toilet, which stinks like hell in this whole shoplot.
"Why are you two looking at me like this?? Something on my face??", Joshua's lips curled as he checked himself for any sign of the unusual.
"Oh, it's just a simple question," Chelle's eye slant to a side, aiming at Joshua, "Over, or Short??"
"Man, you won't believe what i'll say next, 50 Bucks." Silence filled the air almost immediately.
"You're smiling man." Ray protested in disbelieve, not willing to believe that their money collected last night is 50 over bucks short compare to last night's sale.
"Okay, hold on." Joshua signalled a pause, pulling his face down, trying to mould it into a face which looked like a desperate wacko, adjusting his look that it contain as much deadliness as a reaper can give.
"I'm serious." He again repeated.
"Gosh, then if we have to pay for the loss, 50 divide by three, that means we have to pay approximately 16.6 bucks per person. You sure we are short of 50 bucks yesterday??" Chelle's eye is watering with some unknown watery liquid.
"Did i have to repeat myself so many times?? Yes, we did. And i don't know why we did. i double checked the petty cash when i started the business yesterday and by the end of the day we have 6 bucks over the sale profit! remember??" Joshua stared into the thin air, as if something unseen able is disturbing him.
"16.6 means we have to work for free today!!??", Ray shouted as the whole minimarket is going to collapse down in chaos.
"oh yeah, today is a free day." Joshua snapped the cashier drawer shut. The petty cash for today is 300 bucks, and today is a free day.
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