Life as a Whole Foods Cashier


Writers are accustomed to having other jobs and before working at Esquire and Vanity Fair, Lucie Shelly found meaning in the trials and tribulations of being a Whole Foods cashier. Over at Catapult, Shelly writes nostalgically about feeling “needed, productive, and healthy” and her brief fling with a long, flowing-haired, philosophizing butcher. “I knew neither situation was permanent,” she writes, “but I found two anchors at a time when I felt unsure.”

Sam Metz is a writer living in Morocco on a Fulbright. His reporting and criticism has appeared or is forthcoming in The Nation, Public Books, Lit Hub and Muftah. He formerly worked on the editorial team at The Nation. More from this author →