Madhouse

The kid is out sick. So I spent the first two hours running myself ragged trying to keep up—and not.

A. was running the tugger, but I think he also had his other stuff he had to do, so I’d tell him something, he’d forget it, and the operator would repeat the request.

I saw UE on his way upstairs. We walked and talked. I dunno why I never thought to do that, before. It was a very pleasant break from the chaos that was this morning. And I wasn’t even pulling a pallet jack behind me.

S. is helping me with boxes, now, so I should probably get back. I like her, too. She’s good peoples.

I am in a happy mood, even though it’s been a crazy morning 😊

Oops. Also, coffee is free for December in the cafeteria. Just saying.