Thereās no one in here but me and some dumb blurry girl (blurry because remember I donāt wear glasses anymore to read my phone. Dumb because Iām just kidding, I donāt even know who she is). Nope, even she left me.
Evan was here buying food, so I thought he was staying, but he went out the door, which bums me out, because our breaks hardly ever coincide and thatās the only time I really get to talk to him.
He mightāve been at the end of his break. He comes to work earlier than me.
Ah, well. So I can write this post, since I havenāt written anything today. But I will definitely give him the business if I see him later for leaving me lonely and sadly alone.
I know how that sounds. But I didnāt want to say āgive him shā.ā I guess I might as well have, though, huh?
I forget what I named the guy who tattled on me to Eddie about the tugger (remember him?). Letās just call him Ben Dover. Anyway, Ben asked me to get him a pallet jack. Fine. He had no hat and we were right there, so, whatever.
A few minutes later, I was down the middle aisle, hooking up carts to the tugger. I look up and heās standing there, waiting for me to move the carts aside so he can pass through. Like a foreign dignitary or something. I swear, if this kidās ego was any bigger, itād take up the whole building!
Aidan continues to force help on me when I clearly say, āIām fine,ā or āAll set.ā What is his problem?
Got to go. See you later š