Monday. I always work Mondays. The shift is shorter. I'll spend 6 hours at the store and leave. Oh, and I'll take at least one 15-minute break during which I'll eat the lunch I took yesterday but didn't eat. Why take a lunch and not eat it? Father's Day. They had barbecue for Fathers. They let me eat because "you have fur babies." And so, I did. There was also food for Juneteenth. Sugar cookies, cherries, strawberries, grapes, and watermelon. I ate sugar cookies. Quite a few. Over 10. Easily. As I've mentioned before, I'm a carboholic when the right carbs present themselves. Sugar cookies are the nefariously right carbs. Interestingly, there was Mac and Cheese with the barbecue. That is not the right carb. I had a small spoonful. It only becomes the odiously right carb when I make it at home. The small spoonful was nothing more than a tease. Now I'm thinking of making an entire pan of Mac and Cheese. We shall have to wait and see.
Business was slow... until 15 minutes before I was ready to leave. Then a couple asked for information about blinds. The wife kept saying "I'm confused. I really need to see samples in my house." Well, that ain't gonna happen. Twenty minutes later she thanked me and told me they would talk about it... and get back to me. So, I ended up punching out late, but not late enough to get an extra 15 minutes of pay.
I have a little tomato in my little garden. I tried to take a pic, but the camera focused on Lily. That's fine.