Saturday, January 17, 2015

You are the worst mascot ever. You are stuck in the suit.

Can't breathe. I'm stuck inside this suit. It'll be fun, they said, you'll earn some cash. I've been in here 10 minutes and the zip is stuck. I need to pee and chuck simultaneously. It feels like I'm going to boil to death in this nasty, polyester costume with a tiny gauze strip for my eyes and mouth. I'm breathing in moist air. I'm trying not to hyperventilate. 3 hours to go. I'm lead out into the sunlight and I can barely see in front of me. Something is forced into my hands. I let out a sob. I don't want to do this. I try and rip the costume open but it doesn't work. I'm yelling but my words are muffled. I try to run away. Fall over. Bang my knee on something. People are laughing at my pain. Tears are streaming. I can hear photos being taken. I'm helped up. I go back to the store. I'm fired. Who wants to hire a giant hot dog?

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