In the mornings I sit here and wonder

Do people not check online for a store’s hours?

Countless beings go to the doors and retreat

Or they turned up during holiday hours and thought that was normal

Which is just bizarre

Either way, to me

To have enough energy to go somewhere, find it’s closed, and come back later

Must be nice to have a car

And have no worries about the exhaust you’re dumping into the atmosphere for no reason

Maybe the entirely empty parking lot wasn’t a clue

Daymares

Those are fun

People scare and confuse me

Oh, let’s see if this is a contestant

People driving around in circles

At the mall on a holiday

Expecting the service of others at 9:30am on a holiday

At a store that doesn’t usually open until 10

At their leisure, of course

I wish things just closed on holidays

And we just got paid for the day

I wish a lot of things

It’ll probably be Saturday like

Wish me luck

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