I was Worried

T is with his dad this week. So I tend not to know about things that go with him. However when you have 4 e-mails from the school division I find out pretty quick.

I had gone upstairs for a hi-liter when D (one of the admins) asked me if I knew about the Hold and Secure for the SRSS. The high school. No I had not and I quickly pulled out my phone to message T. Asked what was happening and had he messaged his dad? And told him that I was a tad worried. And he shoots back:

We’re Not!

The admins both thought that was hilarious.

And now I am getting a reputation.

I had spoken to a customer last week about the new Scene+ card. Told her that when she came in this week to stop and Customer Service and ask for me. I would come and give her her card and walk her through what she would need to do to get it registered.

Tuesday our woman at Self checkouts came down to ask K about this woman who had stopped and asked her about her card. I was at my till and only paying half attention when I remembered. Asked if the woman’s name was and of course she did not know. But I was pretty positive that it was my lady so I grabbed her card and went to give it to her.

B our woman at the self-checkouts said:

She said it was the woman who was always flying around.

That’s me.

Then today I was not even going that fast when I passed by a customer. No idea who he was and the face did not register. However he must know who I am for as I passed him he remarked:

No running in the halls.

These are but two of my interactions out of hundreds in a week. All positive and I was able to help or provide amusement. Recently I also had a customer tell me that although he was glad that we no longer had to wear masks he did miss mine with the tongues sticking out.

I was being cheeky but he really did miss them.

Nov. 3/22

Alert! Alert!

With the rise of Covid cases in my province measures have once more been put in place.

10% capacity in stores.

Which means that once more there are line ups.

It was not so bad at work on Friday.

Only twice was there a line during my shift and even then it was only a few minutes as my customers told me.

Yesterday was a glorious day.

I cleaned the apartment.

Washed the floors.

The litter boxes.

The storage room where I keep the litter boxes.

I went and sat outside for two hours and read as well.

Got me a little color.

Plan to get out there soon and enjoy the sun today too.

I am reading Graveyard Shift.

Written by D.M. Guay.

I am loving it.

The main character is a goofy loser who is drowning in debt living at home and disappointing his mother. No Job. Plays video games all night. Sleeps all day. Has an obsession with slurpees (Canadian term) slushies in the book and a crush on the girl working at the Dairy Mart where they have the most slushies ever.

Turns out that there is a portal to hell and they guard it to keep out the possessors/snakemen etc out while allowing demons with proper accreditation through to party the night away.

I am only half way through it.

Our hero is quite whiney in some regards but also super loveable.

At least to me.

He is aware of his faults and loves his mom.

Oh and the night manager of the ‘Demon Mart’/Dairy Mart is Kevin.

A Roach.

With a hand as a roommate.

So far I am giving it a 3.5 out of 5.

And just checked have only read 45% of the book.

Oh yeah and his Guardian Angel is an Eight Ball.

After I had a short nap T made us dinner.

Tilapia and salad.

It was amazing in that I did not have to cook.

I had been going to go over to Co-Op to grab Pepsi but looking over at all the cars at the gas pumps and in the parking lot and nope no way no how.

I don’t handle being in line ups well.

My anxiety amps up.

Which is super weird given that I work with the public.

Or maybe I just don’t want to be seen.

Who knows?

I told T that he could go over after supper.

Gave him my bank card.

I am sitting here playing a game on my phone trying not to let my imagination run away with me.

He is waiting in the line up.

That is all.

No one has kidnapped him.

Just as I have this thought my phone goes off alerting me to my bank card being used.

Next thing I know he comes barreling through the door.

Apparently it was raining.

I said nothing about my niggling worry.

Remember I am trying to let go a tad…..let him be a young man.

T: I told the guy behind me that if we had to wait much longer that you were going to put out a missing persons alert on me.

I laughed and asked what the guy had said.

He had laughed too.

Does my son know me or what?

©May 16/21

Pictures are my own