This was written at work, i work at a grocery store called Fitzgerald's Foods. Its basically about my despising you ungrateful customers, lol, and also an interesting view on the effects of capitalism and republican idealism.
The title makes no sense with the story, its not supposed to..."what's in a name, a rose by any other name still smells as sweet"...it's about the bending of time and the questioning of existence...hope u enjoyed it...