Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink Shawshank, May 25, 2025 Usually, I’m still sleeping at this time in a Sunday. Podrick was very considerate this morning. And I think and one point, he was snuggled up to the back of knees. Good morning, happy Sunday. It’s bright and sunny, with some birds singing outside. Coffee has been brewed and, the kittens have been fed. Podrick has gone back to his bowl for a second time, before trotting away. Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Slower than normal Saturday evening. But me and GenAlpha made it through. Even with a phone call around 8, with a guy about 45 minutes away with 5 tanks to fill with propane. He got there and I tried tried to get the propane into his tanks, I tried all five, and even one of ours. I just couldn’t get them to fill. Very frustrating for me, and even more frustrating to the customer that’s currently living in an RV – probably for the summer whilst working in the area. I tried for about a half hour trying to fill the tanks. He understood that we could have a problem with our pump, so he left and I walked back into the store, now about a half hour behind all the closing things that I need to do. but we managed to get out pretty much on time. Just a frustrating, and stressful evening. But I have another register trained coworker with me. Oh, and I have to do something that the opening manager forgot to do yesterday morning. Good times. Coffee first. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
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