Sunday, April 17, 2011

Number 1689-Sun.-Apr.17,2011-9:22 p.m. C.D.T. (1)

   Nick called me yesterday and told me he would be visiting his grandmother at the time he already said he would give me a ride to work. I called Kim D. and luckily she agreed to take me to work. I was also lucky that her schedule could accomodate that. Nick was going to pick me up at 1:00 p.m. but I didn't have to be to work until 4:00 p.m. After I got Kim D's commitment to a ride and called Nick back, I went back to sleep.
   I walked to Kim D's trailer when it was time. She also agreed to pick me up on Sun. night. She couldn't pick me up until 9:30 p.m. and I got off work at 5:00 p.m. but I agreed to it. I was dropped off at Delmart. I filled the cappuccino machines while 2 Hot Pockets were cooking in the microwave. After they were finished I ate them behind the counter. I finished eating them just in time to punch into work.
   I relieved Blanca. She told me a new girl named Heather was being trained to replace Mandy. Wed. is Mandy's last day. Blanca told me she was going to see "Scream 4" with her kids that night. At first she said "Scary Movie 4" and I thought to myself, "Did they rerelease a movie that's over 5 yrs. old because Charlie Sheen is in it and he's in the news?" After I thought that I asked her if she meant "Scream 4". She did.
   I did all the duties. I washed a dirty dish I had brought from home. My shift was steady. I think it's going to get busier because the weather is getting nicer. The increase in customer volume is gradual so I don't know if I'll notice it. At the end of the night I noticed that I had forgotten my key at home. I called Chad. He said for me to lock the front door from the inside and exit through the back. I did that. There is no handle on the back door. I tried to open it after I had left the building and couldn't.
   As I was walking to Erica's apt. I noticed that the tattoo parlor was still opened. Their name is Lost Arts Tattoo. http://lostartstattoo.org/ I stopped in to say hi. I didn't stay long at all, less than 2 mins. I just wanted to see why a tattoo shop was opened so late. They were just closing up.
   When I got to Erica's apt. the door was locked. I knocked lightly. Brad answered. I went in and hung out with everybody for a few mins. I brushed my teeth and went to bed on Erica's bed. Erica slept in Brad's room. Erica went to bed before I did. Brad stayed up and ate Doritos that I had brought. The bag sure is loud when a person is trying to sleep.
   I awoke at around 4:40 a.m. and stayed up for about an hour watching TV. I went back to bed then. Erica woke me up before she went to church but I went back to sleep. I woke again when her clock audibly said it was 10:00 a.m. I brushed my teeth and took a shower. Brad knocked on the bathroom door while I was in there but he didn't insist on coming in. I finished my shower. When I came out of the bathroom Brad went in to take a shower. I left while he was in there.
   I went to Circle Of Friends. Mandy's mother, Robin, was there. She's always there. I just called Delmart and asked Mandy her mother's name as I'm writing this blog. I bought another towel. I talked with Robin for a while. The song that was playing when I entered was "The Trolley Song" by Judy Gardland. I love 30s, 40s, and 50s music and I guess so does Robin because that's all I hear in there. We talk about old musical performers. I doubt I could talk to her about Black Flag, The Casualties, or Motorhead though.
   After I left Circle Of Friends I went to Delmart. Darlene, Steve, and Heather were there. There was a little bit of time left before I had to begin my shift so I walked to Family Dollar. I wanted to see if Bree was working and ask her how her steak was last night. She had come in and said she was going to have steak for dinner. When I say she was going to have steak for dinner I mean she was going to have steak for dinner. I don't mean she was going to give her boyfriend a blowjob. She wasn't there anyway. I walked around the store aimlessly. Erica and her mother were there. We talked for a few mins.
   I walked to Delmart after I left Family Dollar. I relieved Darlene. She left. Steve left. Heather stayed. She stayed 2 hrs into my shift. She basically worked the register while I helped her out. Today was her 3rd time working and she did pretty well. Heather seems cool and nice. She seems smart enough. She's a hottie too. I supervised her while she worked the register. She counted the bank. She left two hours into my shift. After Mandy leaves she'll be working the afternoons on Sundays and I'll be working the night shift.
   The shist was pretty busy. It was a nice day so that might have been a factor. Mandy called and she was going to be 10 mins. late but she arrived on time anyway. I counted out and Heather was there. I asked her to give me a ride home while she was working with me earlier and she agreed. I hugged Mandy because that was probably the last time I'll ever see her and then Heather drove me home. As we were walking to her car from Delmart I saw Michelle Vaughn getting gas. I told her that there is a new manager and to apply to Radio Shack again. She said she'll consider it.
   When I got in my house I called Kim D. at Moy's. I told her I had gotten a ride home. I called Nick. I told him I had gotten a ride home. I called my friend, Mike. He got hit by a car on Thu. night. He's ok except he is a little sore in spots. He was in the hospital for about a day. He said he doesn't have a concussion. He said the car was doing 30 m.p.h. when it hit him. I find that hard to believe. I don't think he's lying I just think he's mistaken. A person usually has far worse injuries when getting hit by a car going 30 m.p.h. It's a coin toss whether or not you're dead at that speed. Maybe the coin landed on its side for Mike. He did say he broke driver's windshield. We talked for a few mins and then he got off the phone. He said he made front page news in "The Beaver Dam Daily Citizen". http://www.wiscnews.com/bdc/news/local/article_1f57f2c2-67d0-11e0-8d2a-001cc4c03286.html

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