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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