After today I’m going to enjoy having 2 days off… Today I had to help an old man shop because he had a busted knee and had to drive around in a motorized scooter. I thought this wouldn’t be too bad considering I’ve helped similar cases before, but I was horribly wrong. It started off innocently enough. He wanted to get the time on his watch readjusted which took about 15 minutes. Then he wanted to go look at a cheap television with an antenna sticking out of it. This took about 25 minutes… I got a call from my dept wanting to know where I was at. I told them I was helping the same guy shop. Apparently the guy was in last Sunday doing the same routine with one of my bosses. About 5 minutes passed and I got called back to my department. I took a break because I was about an hour overdue. But that went to hell because I got called back down to help the same fucking guy shop. He wanted to know my opinion on pain relief ointments for muscle pain which I have no clue about. So I had to be honest with him and told him he would have to try it himself. Then I helped him get 3 other items and escorted him to one of the checkstands. Even then he wanted me to walk out into the parking lot with him, but I suggested that he have the clerk call an outdoor parcel to escort him to his car… Good god that was fucking painful.
I did get my break… 45 minutes before I had to leave for the day.
Praise the FSM that it’s my weekend. I’ll need to blow up some zombies later to take the edge off. Right after I devour some whiskey.