Write four lines of prose about: the regular.
Worked 8:30 to 11:30 at the bakery this morning and it was definitely much busier than it has been. Helping out with an 8 to 10 shift tomorrow morning and then I get to enjoy a few days off.
Looking forward to that.
"Ah, it's good to be back where everybody seems to know my name."
"What, even that guy?"
"Oh, no, he's new... if I see him around the next couple times I come in I'll have to go over and introduce myself."
"Do you ever think that you come into the Emergency Room a little too regularly?"