Von had finally managed to drag himself out of bed at around 1pm, showered, and rode his bike the trhee blocks to the store. Lucky him that heâ€™d gotten a job it only took ten minutes, tops, to get to. â€œYouâ€™re late,â€ the guy on morning shift told him.<br/><br/>â€œOnly by three minutes.â€<br/><br/>â€œTry an hour and three minutes!â€<br/><br/>He cracked a yawn and took up post behind the counter. â€œOh, daylight savings over already?â€ That got him a dour look if there ever was one, but Von was busy watching the girl across the street at the auto-garage. He liked it best when she was at work outside, shoulders deep under the hood of a car, because then, and he wondered if she knew this, her hips and ass wiggled nicely.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™re gonna get fired Von.â€<br/><br/>â€œUh huh,â€ he nodded and planted his chin on a fist and stared out the grimy window, vaguely thinking he might actually clean that today, more wondering if that girl was going to come back out.