A hard days night.

A hard days night.

Around Christmas time I blogged about this strange old man that keeps trying to give me presents, he eventually did get the gifts back and that was the end of it… Until last week.

He came up to me and apologized for causing me any discomfort, he just views me as a puzzle that he wants to solve. Since then he’s been coming in everyday/night hunting me out to make small talk. Tonight really got strange when he said “So I hear you’re on the shift that you prefer working”.  This indicates that he’s been talking about me with other people in the store… I wouldn’t put it past him to try searching for me online. Good luck finding me though.

Then we had some guy complaining that an old dark Asian woman was buying $100 worth of darts. DARTS!!! She wasn’t shoplifting them either. She was just buying darts. Of course the guy looked like he was on something.

Got a full night of work though! That was pretty nice. Came home, had some pot roast and relaxed in Serious Sam 3 and Killing Floor. Good stuff.