My doorknob jiggled like they didn't know how to open the door.
It's what woke me.
I knew it was the people coming to fix my wall.
When I opened the door he was in a bit of a shock, and wanted me to know he had the key I gave him.
I wanted to say, obviously.
He was sweet, and I explained that I wanted a better job done.
So he headed off to get supplies.
I removed the light switch plate so he wouldn't plaster anymore over it.
After he worked a bit he had me check his work.
I felt like it was fine, and so he moved on to painting.
I think he'll need to come back, but I'll give it a bit to see what all I want him to come back to do.
I thought I'd be late, but I wasn't.
I ended up having a donut for breakfast, and then setting out on catching up on all of my work.
Photos of new arrivals, cleaning Saint Laurent and The Row.
Then helped a few people.
Found a pair of shoes for someone else.
Then I went to lunch, and came back to help Young Su with some pants.
Later I cleaned up Prada, which was an unacceptable disaster.
I then ended my day helping a customer I helped 2 years ago.
I recognized him almost immediately. And I really enjoyed them, and hope they come back more often.
There was also a customer at the end of the evening still looking around after we had closed the registers.
I was like, was someone helping you?
Turns out, no one was.
I asked a few other questions, and his friend said, do you even work here? You're asking a lot of questions.
To which I said, "do you get asked a lot of questions by people who don't work here?"
I really couldn't hold that one in for some reason.
After work I took the train with Jason, got Little Caesar's for dinner, and picked up a Mister Softee on the way home.
I thought about watching something, and never figured out what I wanted to see.
So I just sat in bed on my phone.
Sawyer got braces on today, so I talked to him about that.
He wants to delete the picture, but I told him he shouldn't. He'll regret it in 20 years.
Until Tomorrow.
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