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Turtle and Canary: Monday

Jamie is behind the counter with his head on his chest and snoring loudly while Apu is debating whether or not he should just sneak out of T&C while he still can.

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And that would be the time when another Jamie came out from an aisle holding several cans of car wax.

"Morning, Turtle," Jamie said cheerfully. "How are you today?"

And Turtle jumped about a foot. Okay, well, maybe half a foot, but it was a bit of a start all the same. "Jamie! You can't do that!" She gestured, grandly, toward the other sleeping Jamie.

"Why not?" Jamie asked. "I'm working and later I won't have to take a lunch break."

Turtle sighed, heavily, and ruefully shook her head. "Jamie, Jamie, Jamie," she bemoaned. "Do you know what it looks like to a customer who walks into a store and sees someone sleeping behind the counter? Do you? Whatever it is, Jamie, it's not good!"

"Yes but I heard you come in," Jamie said. "And I immediately came up to see what was going on. Just think of it as multi-tasking."

"Why can't you have the sleeping you sleep in the break room and put another non-sleeping you on counter duty, even if just for appearances sake?"

"But I look so comfortable," Jamie protested. "I'm sleeping like a baby!"

Turtle narrowed her eyes at Jamie. "Give me one of those," she muttered, reaching out a hand to give hi the chance to, in fact, give it to her before she would just try to reach over and wrench it out of his hand.

Jamie sighed and handed over the car wax. "You're not going to do what I think you're going to do, are you?"

"Don't worry," Turtle told him. "I'm not going to throw it."

Instead, what she was going to do was lean over the counter and start pounding the can on it, shouting and yelling in a way that if the sleeping Jamie remained sleeping, she'd think that maybe he was deaf. "OI! Heeeeeeeeeeeey! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

The sleeping Jamie woke up startled and fell to the floor where he knocked his head and created yet another version of himself.

"Turtle! What the hell?" Jamie said rubbing his head.

The other Jamie was looking around the room. "Is it lunchtime yet? I'm starved."

The Jamie with the Turtle was just sighed and went back into the aisle.

"No sleeping behind the counter!" Turtle told the Jamies on the floor, after shaking her head to clear past the fact that hitting the floor had caused replication. "There's enough of you that you can put an awake one behind the counter and put the sleeping ones where no one can see them. I don't condone laziness in my store, and I'm not going to let people think I do!"

Both Jamies held up their hands in a defensive gesture.

"Ok!"

"We're sorry!"

"Don't kick us!"

"What's for lunch?"

And the last question was enough for Jamie to absorb his hungry duplicate. "Sorry Turtle. It won't happen again."

Turtle had to shake her head over the absorbtion, but she didn't let it deter her. "Okay. Good. Go...take a lunch or something; if the other you is too busy with something in the aisles, Apu can cover, and I'll be doing some work over in the office, anyway, so...."

"No, I'll stay awake," Jamie said sitting up at the counter. "No sleepy. I'll pinky swear on it."

Turtle settled a firm look on Jamie, as if trying to find signs that he didn't mean it, before promptly presenting her pinky to make him live up to his words.

Jamie went in to interlock his pinky with hers. "I solemnly swear not to sleep in front of any customers," he said.

Solemnly.

Turtle kept her pinky around Jamie's, her eyes still steadily, seriously on him. "Or," she added, prompting him, "behind the counter at all..."

"Or behind the counter at all," Jamie repeated. "Or in the aisles or hidden anywhere in the store."

Which was actually more than what she was bargaining for, so, really, Turtle couldn't avoid grinning a little at that and giving her head a firm nod as she shook on the pinky swear. "Deal. Good."

"Good," Jamie said. "I'm sorry for causing problems. Now if you don't mind I'm going to set up soup can bowling in aisle three."

Turtle just sighed, the gained grin fading quickly with her sagging shoulders. She rubbed her forehead with her pinky-swear released hand. "Any markdowns," she said, "that need to come from dented, damaged goods, are going to be worked out of your paycheck, though, I"m just letting you know that right here and now."

Jamie sighed. "I'm never going to break 200 at this rate."

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