Well, my final day went smoothish, although I had one crazy lady who wanted me to get her an EXACT matching pair of pants for a sweater, I mean exact as in no difference in shade whatsoever. She was in a hurry as most old ladies are and her husband was waiting on her downstairs. After about 5 minutes of not having any luck and only finding things off by a shade I told her three times (because she’s old and seemed to be incoherently nodding her head uncontrollably) that she wasn’t going to have much luck.. She threw the stuff at me and said she’d shop somewhere else. How badly I wanted to yell GOOD.
I thought the worst part was over, but I was wrong. I got a call from one of my relatives in Spokane. For one of them to call me at work long distance means something is wrong. I thought maybe my grandfather was finally on his deathbed, but it was worse than what I suspected. One of my uncles passed away at the age of 50. That was super depressing. I had to keep my mind off of it, and with the amount of work I had it wasn’t too difficult. As long as I didn’t talk about it I would be fine. So for the first couple of hours after getting home I wasn’t very responsive. I didn’t know him as well as I knew my other relatives, but whenever I did get the chance to see him he was a pretty cool guy. I remember when he came over and visited me while I slept over at my Grandma’s when I was 14. Then of course when I was 8, going over to his house and watching him play DOOM, and telling him about all the fun mods I had (like the Barney the dinosaur replacement for the pinky demons and the Sam Kinison sound replacement for the lost souls), yep… even back then I was obsessed with game modding.
I have to say I didn’t see this coming. I’m truly stunned about it. I got home tonight and instead of drinking to forget this pisstastic work week I ended up drinking one in his memory… Then I played a little TF2 to get my mind off it, and had a little Miso Ramen.
I hope tomorrow is better.