Another day over, and a new ones just begun. It’s Tuesday, I think. all the days look the same when it’s dark out. But Crystal did mention something yesterday – it’s getting darker in the evenings, just a little later than last week. That’s a good thing.

I never know what to write in the mornings. I mean, who wants to hear about the day of an old guy in a town of 500ish? I mean, the same thing everyday? Nah, no one cares about the day to day. But here we are anyways.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. My co-worker is still upset about not being taught how to do certain things, as we already have someone doing them. I just think he has to come to terms with having an assistant manager that’s not him. He won’t leave, even though he’s threatened to just quit if this guy became the assistant manager.

So yeah, that’s what’s going on. I’m currently playing fetch with Podrick to re-direct him from being an asshole on the plant stand/shelf. Fetch, and coffee: the usual for mornings at The Flat.