Sad story this Thursday morning. The boss-type and visual merchandising lady came in to look over the store and see what improvements needed to be done. Basically it's an opportunity for them to come in and make me feel lousy because the store looks so god-awful and there is no one to blame it on because there are only two people that work here and another two that come in daily to make purchases.
The store becomes a sanctuary for bugs during the winter. It's too cold for them outside and as long as they stay in their respective corner I have no problem sharing space with them. However, when the bosses come in and see all the bugs that have taken up residence they tell me that I need to rid of them promptly. I hate killing bugs. I don't know how to tell them that it's not that I'm lazy, which I most certainly am, but I do really have a problem killing the little buggars. So I have had to displace a dozen or so spiders this morning. I suppose a job is more important than them having to rebuild their home in a different dark corner (to me). I try to shoo them to the back, but the store front is really the ideal location. I don't blame them. As long as they're down with the hurrican Laura disaster that ruins their home every three months.

Supper tonight with McCray and Zara in the lakes kitchen. Should be tasty times for all. Also, Celtics vs. Lakers in Boston! Word.
-LJ out