Catch Up

Ok, first the humor with the person I had fired. We’re doing the morning walk with Queeg, we’ve checked my side of the store and while she’s not jumping up and down with glee she is at least not screaming and freaking out. As we walk across the back hallway from one side to the other, we pass the schedule board and see the employee in question checking her schedule. The other overnight manager and I just look at each other like “what the hell?” and I linger as the group moves on. The employee says hi, says she’s sorry she missed the past two weeks, but she’ll be in tonight. I told her “no, you won’t, we fired you for not showing up or calling in.” I walked her over to personnel to get her last check and have her sign the paperwork for the file and then caught up with Queeg and the rest.

Speaking of the other manager, I found out Tuesday night that he got his transfer, and his last day in our store will be two weeks from today. His job has been posted on the company intranet, but there’s no telling who we’ll get or when we’ll get them.

I haven’t seen Critter for two weeks now. I tried to call yesterday, but she was busy and we missed each other twice. I sent her a text telling her I was just saying hi and could we maybe hang out last night or today since I hadn’t seen her. I haven’t gotten a response yet.

I stopped by Dirty Girl’s place yesterday to check on her. I had tried calling but her number had changed. Everything is fine, she’s not dead or anything.

I forgot to mention I did something I’d thought about a few times but never really had the opportunity to do on Wednesday night: I drove from my place up to my parent’s place nude. It’s about thirty miles or so the way I went. I went a little bit out of the way to avoid a sobriety/insurance checkpoint that the locals sometimes set up on the main road up to my parents’ place since I’m not entirely sure of the legalities of driving nude in Georgia. I had to go up there anyway to check on the place, I had a therapy appointment on Thursday, and I had laundry to do since my dryer is dead. I also had a few dishes with really stubborn grease spots on them that I just couldn’t get off by hand and I wanted to give my mom’s dishwasher a whack at them. Besides, it was like 0200.

So there you have it. I was looking at the clock a minute ago wondering how much of the day I’ve wasted on the TiVo and it seems it’s only 12:50. Wow. I thought it was much much later, like around 17:00.