Don’t tell us you need us ’cause we’re the ship of fools Shawshank, May 15, 2024 Good morning. The rain/mist has seemed to have stopped for the time being. Just a slight breeze outside. Pippin is on the table looking outside. Chaucer really wants in my lap. Crystal is still asleep in the bedroom. I’m trying to be quiet for her. Work was bananas yesterday. We got a delivery, so WishJensenAckles took the new guy to help him with that, so I ran the ship for 2 hours while they did that. I ended up on the register for about 3 hours solid. The people, they just kept coming. We got through it. It was busy, but we got through it. I like it when it’s busy like that, because the time goes by a lot faster. Before we knew it, it was 6. Also, I played the role of manager yesterday, closing and doing the related paperwork. We got out on time. Probably the same thing today. New guy (I need to come up with a name for him.) is working the swing shift. Great. He’s odd. And twitchy. I should go into more detail about him, but since I just woke up, I don’t have the words to describe him right now. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I can’t even fucking cap no more, this is a really dark time for me January 12, 2025 I slept like the dead. I don’t think I moved too much in the night. I was pretty much out as soon as my head hit the pillow. That’s the thing with weekends off, after two nights my body just relaxes. But don’t worry, it’s Sunday today. Time to start… Read More
Life Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow March 4, 2024 Small changes in the plans this morning. BossLady had texted me I think shortly after dinner last night m asking if I was ready for work. Short story, long, we decided to play it by ear, and possibly open late, which is why this is getting posted close to my… Read More
Life So tell me what you want what you really, really want March 25, 2023 Oh, you’re here. Hello, and good morning everyone. It’s a bright and sunny day out there. The cats are being, well, cats this morning. We were woken up this morning to the dulcet sounds of a cat rave. Chaucer got a little sick this morning on the floor in front… Read More