Once I had a love and it was a gas

Whew! What a morning. Up early to open the store for 7, and we were rockin right off the bat. We did over a page and a half of fuel, and over 150 tenders in the 7ish hours that me and my coworker were there. We had, at most, 15 minutes to kinda relax and have a seat.

But I’m here at The Flat again. Crystal is listening to some questionable music. The lead singer is screaming “justified” over and over again. I may have to set up an appointment to get her head checked. she probably likes mumble rap as well.

Half day off now to relax a little. I may have to partake in some weedy things. IYKYK, amirite? I have my finger on the pulse of today’s youth. Skibidi and Ohio and all that shit. Tonight is a PLE from NXT, and tomorrow, an all day shift slinging gas, propane, and propane accessories.