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Shawshank, July 12, 2025

Good afternoon, bitches. Finally home. I was up at the ass-crack of dawn, so I could be at work at o’dark thirty to open up the shop. My coworker was late, because he thought we opened at 10am. Technically, he was only 5 minutes late.

I got the store open very quickly – before he even got there. Once he was there I did the extra jobs that need to get done on Saturday mornings, and then suddenly, we were open.

Nothing.

Finally, some people showed up and it was pretty much people coming in and out all morning. But, it was a very slow morning. We cleaned a little, put some stock out and did all the things that are required to keep a store running smoothly.

Oh, I beat another deck yesterday! And then unlocked a brand new deck. New things for this deck means I have to change up my strategy. No problemo. I got this. Later, cause wrestling is on right now.

I’m a winner!
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