Helen has a whip. She cracks the whip. She says that basically I must get all the fruit and vegetables off the shop floor or she will whip me. She says it is basically a management technique. She asks me if I have seen The Apprentice. I shake my head. She says she likes The Badger. I say I don’t know what that means. Helen says she would basically like me from now on to refer to her as The Turtle. I nod. She says, start working.
I start working.
Call me The Turtle, she says. Quickly, she says.
Okay, I say. The Turtle.
After a few minutes I look around. The Turtle has gone. I pause for a second. I put my hand against my forehead and close my eyes. The
The whip lashes my back.
Ow, I say.
I start working again.