February 19, 2005

• This week was gone before I knew it and I can't really say I have anything to show for it.

  
  

  This our first full weekend off in a loooong time (at least six weeks). I am so looking forward to sleeping in this morning. Yes, I know I woke up at 3 a.m. and spent the time wandering around catching up on my SIR, but I do not have to get up at any particular time today. The alarm clock is turned off and both John and I intend on sleeping in as late as our bodies want.

  
  

  I was reading about disrespectful customers/patrons on a couple of sites tonight. Yesterday didn't seem to go fast enough for me. I was ready for my weekend and getting to sleep in, truly, until I felt like getting up. I was definitely watching the clock for 6 p.m. At 5:40, this lady calls and asks if I could stay open a few minutes late. They are on their way into town. Her prepaid phone expires at midnight and she really needs to get an airtime card. I asked her to define how late a few minutes were, and she said 10. I agreed to stay an extra 10 minutes. At 6:20, no one had showed up and I locked the doors and turned off the open sign. I still have 20-30 minutes of paperwork to do after closing the store (counting the drawers, printing daily sales and tax reports, etc.). I dilly-dally another 10 minutes before counting my drawer out, and as I'm counting I'm listening for the door, thinking if she gets here before I print my reports, I can still let her in and sell her a card, but after the reports are printed, my drawer is done for the day. She never shows up. I gave up a half hour of my precious weekend and she never even showed up. How many "paid" employees would hang out an extra half hour on a Friday night for naught?

  
  

  I know, I know, let it go.

  
  

  This week has been a struggle for one of our friends and stockholders. His dad blacked out on Wednesday and has been in the hospital since. They are already making funeral arrangements. They are not sure if it was a stroke or a heart attack on Wednesday morning, but since then he's had several TIAs and they've had a heckuva time regulating his heart. My heart breaks for this family. Even though the man is in his 80s, losing a parent is hard. The mother hasn't been in the best of health over the years and the father has been her primary caregiver. We don't know what's going to happen with her when the father goes. It would not surprise me if she quickly followed more out of grief than anything. Please pray for this family. It really does break my heart to watch them going through this.

  
  

  Also pray for my brother and his wife as they travel to her grandmother's funeral this weekend.

  
  

  I'm heading back to bed and I will get up when I darn well feel like it - woohoo.

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