Working Late

While attending college, my sister worked evenings at a retail store. On slow nights her co-worker Susan would often sing along with the radio while they did paperwork or restocked merchandise. One evening as the manager was leaving, my sister expressed concern to him about their safety, being two women working alone at night.

"Oh, you'll be fine," he said with a wave of his hand. "If you see anybody who looks suspicious, just warn him that Susan knows karaoke."