I had the willpower to skip breakfast this morning.
It was very hot, so I guess it's for the best.
When I got to work I had a few things to do, and then Julien came up and we went to the women's store to try to get his lost wallet sorted.
We at least got an answer for their solution, but no wallet still.
I went back to working on a few things, and then Julien and I met at Potbelly for lunch.
It really is nice having him and Paul in the store.
The day flew by I guess. But I don't know how.
I think I sold like two things.
I notice the ends of the floor are much busier than my area, which is frustrating.
Especially since there is so little foot traffic, and I'm doing my best for client outreach.
After work I went to dinner at KFC.
I was seated next to two guys who I heard talking about Colonel Sanders.
One guy was confidently saying that the pictures on the wall were mostly recent, and that the Colonel was still alive and only about 80.
I had to Google immediately, because I knew that was wrong, but I wanted to see how wrong.
The Colonel isn't just dead, he died in 1980.
So not only was the most recent photo, at the earliest 50 years old, most of the pictures looked about 70 to 80 years old.
I really am just so concerned with the people that exist in this world.
This evening I talked to Bailey and Kinley, then to Julia, and then to Carrie.
I then watched two more episodes of Motorheads, and plan to finish the last episode tomorrow.
Until Tomorrow.
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