Tis the Season

Because it’s too damn cold and I don’t want to leave the house. For reasons.

Another somewhat slow day today. I was in early–9:45–and was surprised to see that we didn’t have members waiting out in the vestibule. That may come on Friday, however. I dread it, as I open that day.

The snow we got last weekend is still here. It’s cold enough for the stuff to stay around. So now it really looks like Christmas. But it also means that I can’t take the bus to work for the next several months. My walking path is too icy to traverse safely and I don’t trust the businesses on that route to keep their parking lots clear. The Wal-Mart is a solid maybe. The Menards? That’s a hell no.

Tonight I remembered why I hate shopping at Wal-Mart: if it wasn’t the screaming kids getting on my last nerve, it was the unobservant ones who kept getting in my way. I lost count of how many times I had to bring my cart to a screeching halt to avoid hitting some unattended child playing soccer with a shelf tag. I’m not kidding, either. I’m so glad that I don’t work in that hellhole anymore.

Something happened at the door today, something involving Wiesia. It appears that she got royally reamed out by a member, to the point where she was crying. I know she’s been a bitch to me lately but that bothered me. Primus, I hate being a decent person.

Sometime this month, we’ll have a visit from the Santa float on our block. Prime can’t stand it. Me? I think it’s kinda cool, actually. Don’t ask.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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