I feel personally attacked by this relatable content.
A couple of nights ago, I told Prime that it looked a lot like fall outside. Apparently, nature heard me because now it feels like fall. I’m wondering if I should go ahead and dig out one of my jackets. I guess the leaves knew something that I didn’t. It even feels different; this morning it absolutely felt like an early October morning, not one in late August. Nature is telling us that the cold weather and snow are coming, whether we like it or not.
I finally managed to get the story on my old Wal-Mart manager, Martin: he was fired due to shrink. We’re not talking about a little shrink. We’re talking about shrink that was in the millions of dollars. It’s exclusively his fault, as Martin insisted that associates shouldn’t assist customers at the self-checks. According to him, people didn’t steal “all that much” so there wasn’t a reason to watch them. That attitude bit Martin squarely in the ass, which earned him an escort out the building. #SorryNotSorry but I don’t feel badly for him at all. He was an ass, to be honest and he had this coming.
Prime and I watched Big Fish and Begonia recently. If you haven’t seen it, give it a watch. It’s a Chinese film–we caught the subtitled version–but it’s a gorgeous movie. I was reminded a bit of Studio Ghibli, as it has a similar style and feel. You can get lost in it pretty well, if you let yourself. So if you get the chance, give it a viewing. (I enjoyed it so much that I downloaded some artwork from the film and have that set as my wallpaper on my tablet right now.)
For whatever reason, we had a crapton of higher-ups in the store today. I have no idea what may or may not be going on and I don’t really care. As long as I’m not dragged into whatever shenanigans or drama, I’m fine. We did, however, have a member decide to open up a jar of M&Ms and steal a handful. This is not a joke. Even worse, the member in question decided to shove the jar back on the display; it took me about ten minutes of digging to find the damned thing and get it off the display. I let a couple of my co-workers know about this but I have no idea what may or may not happen to the grazer in question.
If I recall correctly, we have a Timber Rattlers game tomorrow night. If that’s the case, I’m probably going to bring my sweatshirt; who knows how warm it’ll be by the bottom of the sixth inning?