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Mini Postal Woker
🕑 Added 2021-08-29 21:04:08 +0000 UTCMini Postal Worker.
I reached for the phone. “Hello?”
“Sarah? Where have you been?”
I sighed. “Oh, hello, Jeffery. I thought I told you I needed a vacation with my family.”
“You did. And your vacation ended yesterday.
Get into the office by the end of the day, or I will have you do all of the delivery’s tomorrow.”
“What? But I can’t do that. I still have vacation time.”
“If you grow large enough, you can. Now get down here and do your job.” He hung up.
I slid my cellphone into my pocket. “Well, that is just great. Why do I always have a boss threatening to make me grow into a giant if I don’t do what they want? At least he isn’t as bad as Gregory. Yet.”
“Grow into a giant?”
I turned around to see my brother carrying a box, and my cheeks turned red. “Did I say that?”
“I think so.” He set the box down and walked over to me. “Everything ok, Sarah? You have been acting weird lately.” He scratched his head. “Or I should say weird every time I see you.”
I shrugged. “What do you mean?”
“Well, during a family celebration, you put on a giant body blueberry suit that looked awfully realistic. You vanished during another birthday celebration and in your place was some weird rabbit that my kids almost tore in half. And last night, you dragged in a bunch of random half-eaten vegetables, and my boys said you turned into a giant rabbit.”
I smiled. “Kids and their imaginations.”
“Then what was that comment Sarah about growing?”
I turned around and grabbed my purse. “It was just a figure of speech.”
“Not one I have ever heard.”
I turned back to face Tommy. “Look, my boss just called, and I miscounted the days that I took off of work. I need to get going.” I walked to the door. “We can talk about this later.”
He crossed his arms. “I don’t know if you are running out of this conversation or just trying to get out of more of this cleaning job, but either way, I don’t like it.” There was a crashing sound from the next room. Tommy shook his head as I neared the door. “This is payback for last night, isn’t it when I left you with my kids. You can’t go.”
I gave him a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, but I have to.” I opened the door. “Good luck.”
I closed the door behind me and walked into the humid air outside. It was a sweltering August Tuesday afternoon, and the heat was only going to increase as the day went on. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I went to my car, I hadn’t even started my vehicle yet, and I wanted to be done for the day. “Maybe being a delivery worker isn’t the best idea if I have to deal with these insane temperatures.”
I opened the door of my car and was greeted with a blast of heat. “Ugh.” I inched my way into my car, lowering myself onto the car seat. “Hot hot hot.” With deep breaths, I settled in and closed the door. I then quickly shoved the key into the car, put a hand on the steaming steering wheel, and turned on the car, so I could turn on the blessed air conditioning.
“That is much better.” I took a deep breath in and out and gently grasped the steering wheel. “Ok, time to drive to work and get this shift over with.” I rolled my shoulders. “Oh, who am I kidding? I would rather stay at work today than go back and spend the day with my nephews.”
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I pulled in behind one of the delivery trucks at the Telsmark Postal service and parked my vehicle. “Ok, time to get to work.” I put my hands into my jean pockets. “I just hope today will be a normal day as I am not in the mood to grow into a giant for work today.” I pushed the door of my vehicle open and stepped out into the beating sun. “The bigger I get, the more the sun will bake me. That is the last thing I need.”
I closed the door behind me and walked towards the primary office. Just inside the door, I could see Jeffery throwing his arms about like a mad man. I slowed my pace as I neared the door. “Wow, I sure came at the wrong time. Maybe growing into a giantess and making deliveries in this heat won’t be such a bad thing after all.”
I walked into the main office, and Jeffery turned towards me. “Sarah.
It is about time you arrived.” He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. “Samual, Karren, Jefferson, Anderson, and Pat all haven’t shown up. I need you.”
I gulped. “I am here now.”
He threw a Fredricks Fancy bottle at me. “Drink up and grow. I need you to get out there and start delivering if we are going to stay on schedule.” He turned around. “Hey, don’t’ you look at me like that. You have worked with Sarah for a month now. You know she changes in size by now, Venderson.”
I looked at the bottle in my hands. “Ugh, this was supposed to be my vacation.” I shrugged and unscrewed the cap. “I better get this over with.” I raised the bottle to my lips and took a few quick gulps.
I felt the effects immediately; my body quivered as I felt my skin constrict. “This isn’t right.” I hugged myself. “My skin should be loosening. If my skin is becoming tight like this, that must mean. . .”
Suddenly my clothing felt heavy. Jeffery turned back around and gasped. “Sarah. I told you to grow. Not start shrinking. What are you doing?”
I shrugged and tilted my head upward. “I told you when I took this job I can’t control my size changes.”
He walked over, grabbed my shrinking shoulders, and shook my body, causing my pants to fall to the ground. “I needed you to grow. To become huge and massive so you could carry our delivery vehicles around because people didn’t show up today. What am I going to do now?”
I pushed him away as I continued downward. “Calm down.”
Jeffery started to pace back and forth. “This is bad. Now I only have one truck out today.” He looked down at me. “And my start employee is a foot shorter than normal and getting smaller by the minute.”
I fought to keep my shirt on. “This isn’t all bad. I can still do my job.”
“You are shrinking, though.” He grabbed my hair. “You look like my seven-year-old niece. Though she has the decency to keep her clothing on.”
I used my right hand to try and keep my undies up as my shirt collar slid down my shoulders. “Well, she never had to deal with her body shrinking.” I looked up at him. “Don’t you remember saying I would work in the office if this happened?”
“Yes, but. . .”
I shook my arm, my shirt falling off my body in the process. “No buts.
Unless you want me to go home.” Even though I usually would love to get out of work early, I was beginning to get too small to leave the office safely, and I didn’t want to head back to my brother's house, even if I was my standard size.
Jeffery shook his head. “Ugh. Alright.” He bent down, so his face was level with mine. “You can be on package sorting duty like we discussed when this would happen.” He looked at me as I fought to keep my bra on. “But we have to do something about your clothing.”
I narrowed my eyes as I shrank down to a foot tall. “I am fine, thank you.”
Jeffery stood back up. “It isn’t for you. I could care less if you like running around in that birthday suit of yours. But I don’t want the others around here gawking at you while you seal up and search through packages. So I am going to find you something to wear.”
My body stopped shrinking, and I looked up at him, now half a foot tall. “Don’t bother.” I picked up my massive bra. “I will just wind this around my body and manage.”
Jeffery reached down and picked me up. “Fine.” He walked towards the back room and pushed the door open. “Just get to work, will you?” He walked over and set me down on a table with multiple brown postal boxes on it. “I have other matters to attend to. Like finding someone to fill your void now that you are. . .” He threw his hands up. “I don’t even want to say it.” He walked away.
I sighed and looked at the task ahead. “This isn’t going to be fun.” I walked around the massive box ahead of me, looking for something to seal it. Once I reached the other side, I found a tapping device, but there was only one problem. The damn thing was the same size as me.
“Great. This is me working at the Jenny Downs Department store when I was tiny all over again.” I walked over and bear-hugged the device. “Only then I had my clothes on.”
Slowly I raised the tape gun and positioned myself in front of the box. With quick rapid breaths, I prepared myself for the task at hand. “I can do this. I can do this.” I took a step forward and lost my balance. “Ok, I can’t do this.”
I backpedaled rapidly as I fought to stay on my feet. “Crap. Crap.
Oh god.” I fought for balanced until I came against the edge of the table; the weight of the postal gun forced me to run in the other direction. “I hate this.” I ran at the box at high speed and rammed into the side, the postal gun slowly tapping the side as I slid downward. “Ugh. One side down.” I shook my head. There is no way I am going to get this done in an efficient manner.”
Time passed at a crawl as I attempted to do my job. Just taping one box proved to be a monumental task that took a reasonable hour. It didn’t help that no one in the office wanted to lift a finger to help me and instead were placing bets on if I could even finish the job or not. No matter where I worked, there were always crazy people I had to deal with.
A few hours and postal boxes later, I was bushed. I laid down next to a cardboard box and closed my eyes. “Maybe I was better off with my nephews. Or even just doing normal deliveries at my normal size.” I took in a deep breath and pulled my bra around, so it covered more of my body. “I have never worked so hard in my life. I think I shrank a bit just working.”
The ground beneath my feet shook as Jeffery approached. “Sarah. It is quitting time.”
I looked up at him. “How the hell am I supposed to get home?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. Just be out of the store before we close up.” He turned around. “I will send your clothing to your house, ok.”
I shook my head. “Don’t.”
He turned back around. “We are not keeping it here.”
I tapped my foot on the side of the desk. “You don’t understand. I am staying with my brother.” I walked over and threw my legs over the side of the table. “Just send my clothing there; otherwise, I won’t see the garments for weeks.”
“Fine.” He pulled out his phone. “Give me the address.”
“2429 Tamerson Street.”
“Ok, got it.” He put his cell phone into his pocket. “See you next week.”
I jumped to my feet, my legs burning. “Don’t call me in again like this. I want to enjoy my vacation.” I sighed and looked around. “How am I supposed to get out of here before they lock up?”
