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Ben:I live in student accommodation not far from the college.It’s basically a four-story concrete block housing some 120 hormone-crazed students. This is the haunting period,the time when the demons of regret come for you…She stood right there,when I said those words: ‘I’m sory,I don’think I can make you happy.Maybe we should break up.’And that’s when she got angry.

Suzy:Hello.

Ben:Suzy it’s me,Ben.

Suzy:Ben I was asleep,what is’t?

Ben:Suzy,um,I’m sorry.

Suzy:I’m sorry too.

Ben:Do you think there’s any chance we’ll get back together?

Suzy:I don’t think so,Ben.i think it ran its course.Besides,I’m with Steve now.

Ben:Have you slept with him?

Suzy:Yes.

Ben:Was it good?I mean,is it better than…

Suzy:I don't’t wanna talk about it with you,Ben.I’ve gotta go.sorry,Ben.

Ben:Suzy

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Ben:To think about her now with someone else,it felt like all the oxygen had been sucked from the room.

Ben:After my breakup with Suzy,I just couldn’t fall asleep anymore.The more I tried to sleep,the less tired I feel.I was wide awake.I tried everything.I’d just become immune to sleep.I suddenly found I had eight extre hours.My life had been extended by a third.I wanted time to pass quickly,but instead I was forced to witness the passing of every second of every hour.I wanted the hurt i felt to go away,bue in some cruel trick of events,i now had even more time on my hands,more time to think about Suzy.

Ben:I took the bus with no real place to go.I watched the landscape slowly change as it clung to the last hours of sunlight,before leaving me to get another sleepless night.I started to read all the books I wished I’d time to read.With extra hours,I even had time to reread my favorite ones.But she was never far from my mind.

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Sharon:Two pounds 75, please.

Ben:Ah,how much is it without these two?

Sharon:One pound 70.

Ben:It was getting obvious that I needed to trade some of my time.

Jenkins:Yeah…Mmm…It all looks fantastic, man.I think you’ll fit in very well here.It’s a great feeling inside Ben.It’s marvelous.We hope you’ve enjoyed reading about what it’s like to be part of Sainsbury’s and listening,I know,I’ve been through this with you.There’s so many opportunities,Ben.It’s a life thing.…

Ben:I could feel a faint shift in a faraway place.A current of unknown consequences was on its way.Moving towards me like an unstoppable wave of fate.

Jenkins:T-E-A-M-W-O-R-K,work,teamwork,Ben.Welcome aboard.

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Ben:And so I started working the night shift at Sainsbury’s.During the hours most normal people ar sleeping,I’m busy thading my time.I give them my extra eight hours,and they give me money.Cash back.

Sharon:Hi,Ben.

Ben:Hi.

Sharon: I’m late again.Jenkins is gonna kill me.See you later.

Ben:Yeah see you.

Jenkins:Sharon!

Sharon:Yes,Mr.Jenkins?

Jenkins:Late again, Sharon.

Sharon:I’m sorry, Mr.Jenkins.

Jenkins:Second time this week.

Sharon:I know. Mr.Jenkins.I’m sorry.It won’t happen again.

Jenkins:Ah,yeah,Ok.

Ben:My first year at art college was boring to say the least.But it helped me to appreciate the fundamentals of still life.

P.A.system:I’d like to remind the custome that there’s a special two for the price of one offer on aisle ten.Fresh bread and cakes,that’s aisle ten for a special two for the price of one offer.

Jenkins:Well,don’t just stare at it,Ben!Clean it up.

Ben:You see, I’ve always wanted to be a painter.And like many artists before me,the female form has always been a great source of inspiration.I’ve always been in awe of the power they unknowingly possess.

Jenkins:Now, are you going to clean them up or not?

Ben:There is an art to dealing with the boredom of an eight-hour shift,an art to putting your mind somewhere else while the seconds slowly tick away.I found that all the people working here had perfected their own individual art.Take Sharon Pinter,Sharon knows rule number one:the clock is the enemy.The basic rule is this:The more you look at the clock the slower the time goes.It will uncover the hiding place of your mind and torture it with every second.This is the basic art in dealing with the trade of your time.

Sharon:Any cash back?

Ben:This is Barry Brickman.You see Barry thinks of himself as a bit of daredevil stuntman.For a start,Barry is quite well-known.When one of Barry’s bike tricks went wrong,the cameraman put it on the internet.Barry has stuck to his scooter ever since.Matt Stephens is also a king scooterer.

Matt Stephens :Any what was the other thing?

Old waman:Sausage!

Matt Stephens:Oh,yeah.

Ben:Now Barry and Matt are good friends.

Matt Stephens:There you go.Take care.

Ben:Between them,they have come up with a very different way of dealing with the trade of their time. Theirs an art to finding anything to go that isn’t work.Afew days later,Barry and Matt were reported for what they called ‘helping the ladies’.

Ben:It was these shampoo bottles that sent them on their quest.Barry and Matt knew what they looked like,and they knew that the women in the supermarket knew what they looked like.Their theory was that even though it was a sex toy masquerading as a bottle of shampoo.Women would like to try it as a sex toy.But were embarrassed to buy it because they knew what it looked like.The decision to buy it would be an easier one if they were already at the checkout.If they didn’t object,then Barry and Matt knew they’d helped a bottle find a happy home.

Ben:Barry had challenged Matt to a scooter race in which they would sprint down one aisle and up the next.They would do all 14 aisles,and then back to the starting line.They had been waiting for the day the manager called in sink.The art of doing something else other than the work you are supposed to do,is addictive.The excitement of doing something that you shouldn’t be doing,along with the consequences if you’re caught doing it,are so strong that it ofter pulls others away from their own art.

Sharon:On your markes.Get set.Go!

Barry:We got winded!

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Ben:I hadn’t slept in two weeks.My breakup with Suzy had left me with a sense that time had become unhinged.I drifted between imagination and reality,between past and present with increasing ease.

Jenkins:I feel like a real man.you like men.You like real man,don’t you?When I’m out the rein the kit on the pitch with the boys,I look like a God.I’m an adonis.I keep myself in good shape.I see the looks.I ignore them.

Ben:I can feel the bolts of time slowly coming away from the breakup.Time manipulation is not a precise science.Like any art,it’s personal to the individual.So what is the art in making my shift go to fast?

Ben:I imagine the opposite.That time is frozen.I imagine the remote control for life has been paused.

Ben: Within this frozen world,I’m able to walk freely and unnoticed.Nobody would even know that time had stopped.And when it started back up again,the invisible join would be seamless except for a slight shudder.Not unlike the feeling of somebody walking over your grave.

Ben:That moment when you see someone walking down the street who is so beautiful you just can’t help but stare.Well,imagine as I do,that with the world on pause it becomes very easy to understand the concept of beauty.To have it frozen in front of you,captured,unaware.