It’s 2:16pm and I’m just getting out of bed. I was up a while ago, for breakfast, but I felt I needed more sleep. Damn you, college, for ruining my distaste for sleep!
In other news, it’s entirely too hot to ride a bike. But I’m about to. Gotta head to Dingo’s to see what we can salvage from this 4th of July. Not much money, no explosives.
Training is going okay. Nothing really surprising has happened. My boss took me around to most of the local stores to meet people and whatnot and said that he wanted to put me into a less busy store both so I don’t get overwhelmed by the really busy store that hadn’t had a maintenance guy for two months and so the experienced guy at the slow store won’t get bored. I’m actually kind of bummed about that. The slow store isn’t that much farther away from mom’s house and will take about the same time from downtown but the busy store seemed like a cool place to work and the boss warned me that the slow store is, well, slow. But, whatever. All I expect from a job is regular paychecks.
Okay, my ass is moving.