Traitor!

Avast, there be a traitor amongst us!  For the last like few weeks, I've been opening on Wednesday mornings at work.  Bumpers heard about how much fun it is to be at work with me early on a Wednesday morning and practically begged our manager Kim to put her on to open on Wednesdays too.  I mean, tears the size of beach balls, lips quivering, on her knees begging Kim to let her work in the mornings with me.  It was a sad sight to see...flattering, yet still very undignified.  But Kim saw just how important it was to her and she relented.

Well, you can image my face when the back door buzzer sounded this morning and I lifted the flap and saw not Bumper's smiling face, but Jasmine.  I gasped in shock and choked back a sob.  I shut the flap, pressed my back flat against the door and took a few seconds to compose myself.  My Wednesday morning opening partner bailed on me.  This just can't be, she would never betray me in this manner.  I stormed over to the schedule board and sure enough...Bumpers - 10:45 A.M.

Naturally, when she did arrive and pushed that fateful buzzer at the back door, I gave her a hard time.  "What's the password?"  Of course she didn't know what it was...she never does.  That's the point of a password, right?  So I gave her a hint, just like Google would.  "It starts with 'T' and rhymes with 'raitor'..."  She said, "Traitor?"  I pumped my clenched fist in the air and shouted, "You dirty traitor, you outta walk the plank for bailing on me like this!"

Anyway, I was pushing my limits today.  I didn't get out of work until after 4:00 and I needed to be in Havelock by 4:30.  I think I got done everything that I needed to get done at work except for cleaning up a bit, which Kim was nice enough to take care of.  In my defense, I would have been done like 30 minutes sooner but dish was a disaster and Kim asked me to get it caught up so the night time dish guy wouldn't come in to a dirty dishes catastrophe.  What can I say, I'm a nice guy.  Today was pay day, and usually I got right to the bank to cash it so I have some green backs for my shrink.  Since I got off work so late, I actually had to bum $40 off of Bumpers because I didn't have time to stop at the bank or I would be late to my appointment.

After I was done in Havelock, my tire went flat again.  I swung by the farm to fill it up and dad and I found a nail in it.  Just fantastic.  Not to mention, when I left work to head to Havelock, my gas light came on.  I was farting fumes all the way back into Morehead to pay Bumpers back her $40.  When I got to the restaurant, it was actually pretty busy.  Sadly, Bumpers later told me she had only made $30 all night, which I think is just wrong.

It was about this time, around 6:15 P.M. that I realized that all I had to eat today at that point was a Pop-Tart around 8:00 this morning.  I.  Was.  STARVING.  And when a skinny dude says he is starving, then he darn well is starving.  I swung into Wal-Mart for some gas and to see about getting my tire fixed.  I will have to go back in the morning because they were done taking cars for the evening.  She said it would only cost me $10 to remove the nail and patch it.  Not a bad deal.

When I got home, dad had hamburgers ready and we had corn on the freakin' cob with them.  I ate like 5 pieces...after 9 years, I had forgotten just how awesome corn on the cob is.  After a quick shower, dad and I decided to watch "A Cure for Wellness".  Rotten Tomatoes gave it a 45% and that was kind of generous in my opinion.  Don't bother with the movie.  It is slightly suspenseful, but the ending is just sort of sickening and ruins anything good there might had been before that.

Got most of the day off tomorrow and will go back in at 5:30-ish.  Gonna try and get to bed here soon...if you'll let me.  Later Days!