Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Day 75

At work there is a guy who is in charge of the schedules and integrating new associates into the way we do things at the store. It seems that once a day now I will be in the breakroom while he is showing a couple of new associates how to clock in, the "health food section" (vending machines), and the refrigerators "to be left as clean or cleaner than your own". His script is so tight, I feel I could recite it as good as he can by now. He gives the appropriate pause after his health food section joke for a laugh which rarely comes except for today with I suppose two fairly affable folk who each gave a good chuckle.

My new shoes are awesome. Usually an eight hour day of cashiering outside garden has me limping by the time I clock out. My bad leg just stiffens right up to my toes, but not today. Tender feet, for sure, but I could feel the support in all the right places with these shoes and hope they continue to be as affective the new two days I have to cashier garden. I also hope I can manage to not dirty them too bad. I was already spending a good amount of time buffing them today after one scrape or another. It is apparently difficult for me to not be rough on my feet.


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