It’s Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, January 15
There was no feedback on how yours truly did the restaurant audit last nite, tho it should be noted everything was still in AGM Candace’s box, so probably she wasn’t in today…So we did it the same tonite, and we are pleased to report we cut a full half-hour or so off last nite’s time, if the time we sent out the nite audit emails are any indication…We also cut down on the usual Sparrow dawdling (SD), which helped improve the time, too.
The guy from 267 came by twice for sundry stand invasions…The first time he asked for nail clippers…Well, we’ve seen them before, ages ago, but who knows if we still stock them, so we went over and looked and found them, in a basket that was on a second-level shelf…There were also some tweezers there, and he bought some of those, too, in addition to some popcorn and a soda, which were charged to his room.
About 45 minutes later he was back, seemingly stocking up for a long hike: two bags of our designer potato chips, more popcorn (he could’ve saved a buck or two by getting the economy-sized box the first time), a Powerade to hydrate after such serious late-nite snacking and – almost interesting – some contact lens solution and a contact lens case, something we had no idea we carried…(Also almost interesting was the fact there was a button for the solution to ring up, but not one for the case, so we rang the solution up twice.)
That wasn’t enuff, tho. He turned to walk away and then stops and then, with a nice dramatic air, turns nonchalantly toward the sundry stand…He then walks toward it and stops and if he hadn’t been holding stuff we swear he would’ve stood there with his hands on his hips…Ol’ Sparrow walks over toward him.
– What are you thinking?
– Milk…Do you have any???
– Of course we do.
For emphasis, we nodded in the direction of the refrigerator.
– You have Oreos, too…
He said this more to himself than me…I shrugged.
– You’re going to come back, you might as well save yourself the trip and get them now…I’ll get a cup for you…perfect for dunking.”
He waved the cup off, but he did get milk and some Oreos…And another popcorn.
– Might as well live it up while you’re here.
The cat has caused a bit of a fright the past couple of days, but I think everything is all right…What’s happened is she hadn’t touched the past two servings of her treasured canned yummy ration…At first, we thought she was refusing to eat anything and you don’t have to be Dr Doolittle to know this is bad, but her dry food bowl showed signs of use and we thought about it and both the dismissed servings were the paté, so we gave her minced this morning and we are pleased to report that she dove right in on this…Why, after a decade, she’s suddenly getting finicky with the paté yummies isn’t clear and maybe we’ll look into livening matters up with another brand.
We were up early enuff to get into the gym for a workout (see Sleep Log below), but we’re not working out this week, so we were liberated to report to the chair for reading duty…This, however, proved exhausting, and we were back in bed an hour or so later.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1000 Sunday until 1830 Sunday…8.5 hours for the day, which regular readers of this crap know is a good tho hardly spectacular start to the sleep week.
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The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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