Thanks to the medication I’m on now, I’m pretty sure I saved my job. Long story short, the kids switched shifts, and then the kid that was supposed to open (who closed last night), slept in. I called him and when he picked up, I said two words to him and hung up.

“You’re late.”

He arrived like 5-7 minutes later (only about 40 minutes late in total). I had already opened, and served a couple customers. I didn’t scream or rant or anything like that. I think I was more frustrated and stressed.

It’s been a day so far.

I wore shoes that weren’t Adidas today. First time in probably 10 years. I bought some shoes yesterday that were on clearance. A pair of sketchers, and a pair of reeboks. I wore the sketchers this morning. They were pretty comfortable. Light. Different. But comfortable.

It’s gonna be a lazy day here. I’m probably gonna do a load of sweaters, as they haven’t been washed yet this season. Maybe a couple of movies. I want to unwind a little so I may play Red Dead Redemption for a bit. Lunch is in the air fryer.

I’m tired, boss.