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unbothered era ]
Morning, y’all. Happy Hump Day. Podrick was a good boy this morning and let Shawshank sleep. I did my thing, scrolling on my phone, watching silly things, petting the cats when they came up onto the bed.
I had a terrible shift yesterday. It was a prime example of why we don’t just sit and chit chat with people who aren’t paying. He came in about 15 minutes after I logged in, and asked questions about the tarot deck I had. It was nice to talk about common likes, and he had tokens, which supposedly pushes me up in the rankings.
On the other hand, I couldn’t just be me. Right now, doing the bullshit readings gets me into chatty mode more than small talk about my cheater tarot and he threw me off my game. He left when I took a break. I tried to keep things going, but ended up logging out a little earlier than usual.
Shawshank (and I, by extension) have today off. The windows are open because it’s nice outside. I might change into a lighter bathrobe, but otherwise, I don’t expect to do much more than try to find a spot for a power hub in the bedroom. I’m very excited about the prospect of cheeseburgers and smashed baby potatoes for dinner tonight.
