Hair

Hi, I’m Penny, and I have the weirdest freaking job ever. 
Yeah, I’m trying to be funny, because I just don’t know what’s happening anymore. I work at a restaurant that sells sundaes, and there’s been so many incidents occuring here lately that I have no clue what think of it. Here’s one, for just a taste of what’s happening to me on the regular. Lou can’t do anything about it, I’m telling the world.
“I have a dead-end job. My manager doesn’t pay me enough to deal with all these weirdos. Like, what are those gummy onions I’ve heard about? I still have no clue. Can’t wait ‘til I get a break,” I muttered to myself as I counted cash in the register for change. I remembered typing out a variant of that monologue before for a school assignment, but now, it had more meaning.
I was told this job would be like a vacation, but it’s the beginning of tourist season, I guess. Who would’ve known a tiny island would get this much traffic. It’s beautiful, yes, but I still wonder where everyone’s staying. Perhaps that cruise ship out on the water. I’m not mad, I just think it’s strange.
I had just served a girl with brown hair tied in twintails, her name was Ulani or something like that (Una, Utah? A name like that). I was about to leave the ordering area and turn the sign over to “closed” when a strange man walked into the establishment, a local, I assume. Bleach-blonde, dishevaled, probably came from the beach. As he walked, sand was drug in from his flip-flops onto the checkered floor. He was soaked in and smelled of saltwater. His hair drooped over his face, I could see only one of his eyes. He had a permanent scowl on his face.
“What do you want, sir?” I asked, a bit concerned for him.
“A large peanut-butter-and-chocolate please, with,” he retched, “whipped cream.”
“Are you okay?” I asked as I began making his order. He was wheezing, staggering, using the crown molding to stabilize himself. His coughing started off dry, but as it went on, the more I could hear a distinct wetness in his voice, like he had been drowning.
I went on with his request, making a large sundae with peanut butter cups and chocolate, placing it in the mixing station. I went back over to him, waiting on the timer to go off.
The more I studied him, the more concerned I got. I looked into the man’s eyes, and saw something off-putting. A wriggling streak of black moving right beneath his cornea. He seemed unfazed by it, though. Maybe it was just some loose hair, I didn’t know. He had plenty of it.
“Hey, what’s your name?” I asked him, trying to make small talk in an awkward moment.
“G-” he coughed again, sounding like something was lodged in his throat, “G-Gremmie, or at least that’s- oh God -what they call me!” As he gagged more and more, I saw something in his mouth. More hair. And not just a strand or two, either, like a whole lock of it. Starting out blonde, but going to brown. He pulled it out of his mouth desperately as I ran over to turn off the blender. I nearly leaped across the counter to try and help him.
As he pulled more and more hair out of his trachea, the darker it got. It also had a slimy consistency, too, visible clumps of something all upon it. It reminded me of how hair gets stuck in shower drains, and how it clumps up when people pull it out. Except instead of a shower, it was a human being. He pulled more and more out, like the world’s most disgusting party trick, before convulsing on the floor. 
I pulled out my phone and called the Calypso Island Department Of Health, terrified for his safety.
The last I remember of that ordeal, Gremmie was pulled away on a stretcher and placed in an ambulance. I stood outside the glass door of the Freezeria, watching motionlessly, focusing on that “Closed” sign and throwing away that incomplete order, as it would probably attract bugs. As soon as the medical team left for the hospital, I ran back in and grabbed a mop to try and clean up the hair. But when I returned, I was shocked to find something I’ve never seen before.
The hair was writhing across the floor, like a parasite.
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