My name's Kamiya Kaoru. I'm happy; I'm sad. It feels all the same.I guess
most would call me dead-deaden to the highs and lows of life. I don't
despair when unpleasant moments linger in my life; I don't scream and jump
excitedly when a moment of euphoria occurs in my life. Time to preoccupy
myself with something.
"Kamiya. Do you know who emptied all these coins into the drawers?" "Oh.that would be me. Sorry. They were empty, so I filled all of the cash registers up with new rolls. I'm sorry. Was that okay for me to do? "The thing is: whoever works the night shift will end up having to count all these coins; it's just a hassle." "Oh. I'm sorry.I won't do it again."
I said sorry three times; and I replied three times. Why do I always feel so guilty? I've got to do something, anything. Lets see.any tables need cleaning? Kay, I'll need to set that table.Now, to get a towel.
"Oh, thank you so much for your help. You're so sweet." "No no, you don't have to thank me.I actually like doing this." "You're so nice.you have no idea how much of a help you are!"
I clean the tables, Bissel-brush the carpet, set the tables.I do all this, but I'm only a cashier. It's not like a want a promotion or recognition. I just need to do something, anything.
Shes walks with timid yet quick steps-eyes on the floor or away, distant on no particular thing.
"Kamiya. Do you know who emptied all these coins into the drawers?" "Oh.that would be me. Sorry. They were empty, so I filled all of the cash registers up with new rolls. I'm sorry. Was that okay for me to do? "The thing is: whoever works the night shift will end up having to count all these coins; it's just a hassle." "Oh. I'm sorry.I won't do it again."
I said sorry three times; and I replied three times. Why do I always feel so guilty? I've got to do something, anything. Lets see.any tables need cleaning? Kay, I'll need to set that table.Now, to get a towel.
"Oh, thank you so much for your help. You're so sweet." "No no, you don't have to thank me.I actually like doing this." "You're so nice.you have no idea how much of a help you are!"
I clean the tables, Bissel-brush the carpet, set the tables.I do all this, but I'm only a cashier. It's not like a want a promotion or recognition. I just need to do something, anything.
Shes walks with timid yet quick steps-eyes on the floor or away, distant on no particular thing.
