"Cuddle with daddy."

I spent the entire day with Tyler at the supermarket. He talked to the boss and I got a chance to get an...I want to say interview but I'm not sure if that's what it was. 

The ninety year old, fat guy just sat there and stared at me for a few seconds before he fell asleep. I had no idea what to do so I just sat there and waited for him to wake up.

After an hour, he still didn't wake up so I decided to take the initiative. 

"Mr. Horace?" I called out to him a few times but he still didn't respond. I walked over to him and grimaced as I looked at his hairy, swollen belly rise and fall as he lightly snored.

I gently slapped his saggy cheeks and he didn't even flinch as I increased the force on my slaps.

A bit of his drool found it's way on my hand and I wanted to die. "Ew!" I whined and wiped his drool on his shirt.

This is too much for just a stupid job in a rundown supermarket.