I went and saw James and Ernie yesterday. I was expecting something outrageously hilarious, but rather, got something that was somewhat cute and amusing. I don't know what has happened with my sense of humor, but lately I find absolutely nothing funny. Or maybe it is just very particular? I'm not sure, but the things that most people find funny, I rarely do. I couldn't even describe what I think funny is, come to think of it.
I'm back at Hastings tonight. No closing, but it is a night shift on Saturday. That not closing, however, makes a big difference because if you want a successful close and to be able to get out reasonably early, you have to think well ahead of the game and plan time accordingly. It's a whole process, really, that consumes the whole shift. I don't have to worry about that tonight... yippie.
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