Pay your toll, sell your soul pound for pound costs more than gold

Hello. It’s been a long day, but the work day is over. I worked last night until 9. Got home around 9:20, and 40 minutes later I was getting into bed. I had a little bit of trouble falling asleep. Then the alarm went off at 4:30. Work.

I get to work, and start the opening procedures. I only made 2 mistakes. I copied down the wrong set of numbers. I was close though, and I’m learning! So opening is finished and we’re ready to work. BossLady says “oh, I have something for you.” Spoiler alert, it wasn’t a day off with pay.

Ugh, keys to the store. It’s almost official.

Yesterday was a coworkers last day. After she left, and the other second shift guy came in, he went in the the break room, and wrote this on the whiteboard:

Good times.

Perogies for dinner tonight. That means bacon.

Bacon.