Tuesday means it’s time to share my world…. and boy do I have a world to share this week. After four wonderful, relaxing days off last week with beautiful weather…. I walked into this Friday night at work. Yes, that is my place of employment. Yes, everyone got out OK. Yes, it has been deeply impacted because of an unsupervised child acting out. Yes, I am still working… hell, I think half the company as well as an internationally diverse group of temporary workers have been working around the clock the past five days trying to clean up and turn over the entire inventory of our very large store. Although much of the store came out of the blaze unscathed, Mecca’s insurance company declared it a total loss and EVERYTHING MUST GO. And no, I don’t mean clearance sales… it all has to shipped out and replaced, while also wiping down every surface in the store, replacing every ceiling tile, and cleaning up the mucky mess all the water and cleanup work has caused to the floors.
But…… we persevere. Even if the last thing our town needed was to be without its biggest, and really only large retail outlet for what (At least from a total store perspective) will probably be at least a week and a half. I better stop here before I go off ranting about the alleged minor suspect that could get me in trouble… let’s leave my worries behind now and get on with Melanie’s SYW questions!
If you were suddenly injured or died, are your bedside table drawers ready for someone else to go through them? If you care to share, what’s the most unusual item someone might find, that might be potentially embarrassing?
I don’t have bedside drawers, but I’m sure there’s plenty of embarrassing things around the house besides the ratty underwear and life-size Mitzi blowup doll (Yes, I am kidding). I’m sure the critter shelf would raise a lot of curious eyebrows among those (outside of close family) who are unaware I’m such a collector.
What keeps you going?
Leaded gasoline. That unleaded shit they make you put in your cars these days is garbage… and it totally isn’t worth huffing.
Share a photo or a sentence about ‘your favorite thing(s)
And yes, this was an actual Mecca Muzak Monday song on my blog five years ago!
At the end of the song “Everybody Hurts” by R.E.M., where did they all go?
As far away as fucking possible from whatever radio was playing that song. My apologies to all the REM fans out there, but this is a terrible song by a terrible band. And Michael Stipe actually went to high school the next town over from me…
What are you grateful for right now?
That tonight is my Friday…