First, the worrying. Shawshank gets three free phone calls every week now. He called after dinner tonight. Since it’s not one of the pre-planned nights to call, he freaked me out yet again. He was pretty upset when he called the first time last night, and he doesn’t hide it very well. When I ask…
It’s Thursday, and that means today is an an early shift. Does that matter? Not at all. People will still come into the store, making comments like “stay safe!” and “you guys are amazing for doing what you’re doing!” while they wander aimlessly around the store, touching everything, before buying a single plug-in air freshener.…
I’m fucking terrified. Now that things are at the stage where I’m really doing the mental math and planning for this stuff, I’m slightly freaking out. As it stands, and if my little spreadsheet is correct, it looks like the money situation at home won’t be too bad for a little while, as long as…