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The Unexpectedness Part II

    I went back to Domino's for my second visit today.  My first visit was more of general observation of the place and the elements. I had an overview of the appearance of the place. Today i chose to put my focus on sound and conversations.
   The refrigerator was constantly running in the background, sounding like when you turn ten hair dryers to the low mode but with a deeper tone.
They talk about work, for most of the time. In the kitchen, the pizza dough flips "Puoong Puoong"; the plates collides "pseeee"; staffs' shoes "tchaee, tchaee".  They aligned stacked boxes that are as tall as me on the shelf "klah,klah,klah"
     "So, switch the feta to cheddar, right?"
     "There are twenty more twists down there."
     "Pepperoni and bacon!"
     "Alright, No. 496 is ready."
Door bell rang "doong" when someone come in and out.
     "How are you doing today?"
     "How may I help you?"
     "Your total is.... "
     "This type of crust is thinner and i think it taste better with pepperoni."
     "Bill's back from delivery!"
Telephone rang "daladadada" to pick up customer's order.
     "Liberty Hall Ruins? Do you want us deliver right to where the ruins stand?"
     "What could I get for you?"
     "We'll get that ready for you soon!"
Sometimes, there were those little casual talk to relax from the redundant food-making.
     "Oh, I like that wedding dress. My best friend is getting married soon."
     "You have an English paper? You are waiting till the last minute huh?"
           "No, I don't have a paper, he does! I always did the work and he took credit for it."
     "How's the VMI class?"
           " Ummm, I don't know."
They started talking about me.
      " The girl on the chair. I don't know what she's doing."
      " She's been here for half and hour."
      " Oh she said she was working on her art project when she came in."
      " Looks like fun."
      " I love art, even though i'm already twenty-six. I wish I could take those art classes."
      " My girl was very artistic. Back in 9th grade, she did these little precious drawings and hung it up on the wall. She put my name on it."
Some heartwarming moments.
      " I love you JJ."
      " Oh sweetheart, you just made my day!"     
What I heard the most was:
     " Thank you!";"I appreciate that.";"Have a nice one."
When I sat down for a long time, this fast-food kitchen becomes slow. I hear their stories, watch them cook, smell the sweet and sweat.

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