It’s all about the money, money

Well, the alarm went off, and I had absolutely no idea how to see, and how to take off my sleep mask. I was worried that I would wake up Crystal, but I fumbled enough, and shit the alarm off.

It’s been a long week today. Before 10am I’m on the phone with RCMP dispatch. The local loser came in and filled up his truck. Then its debit card wouldn’t work. He called the bank and they said they could come right down and sort it out. Both me and TismBoy told him thrice – if he took his truck off the property, we’d be calling the police. He said go a head and call the police. So that’s what I did. He came back and paid. Within minutes the police called for more info, so I told them he came back and paid. They asked if I caught a name, I told them. They knew him, and asked if he was driving his truck. I answered in the affirmative, and that was that.

One more shift, and BossLady is back. Thank the gods.

I’m tired. I might sleep. I haven’t decided yet.

It’s been a long week today.