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I Believe in You

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Well today would have been the day I started the new job. I was supposed to be training for a week during the day, then I suppose next week I would switch over to the 5:30PM – 1:00AM shift. We all know how that turned out don’t we? The home office in Bala Cynwyd undoubtedly chuckles at the outcome.

Instead I had a day off. And it was a day off where I got somethings done and other things were postponed. I stayed up last night and watched a crap movie, Legion. I’m an occasional sucker for biblical apocalypse stories. They’re almost always bad and this was no exception.

Like the night before I was physically tired but mentally awake. But unlike the night before I was able to fall asleep rather quickly rather than tossing and turning and then getting out of bed for a melatonin tablet. Bill was fast asleep of course by the time I hit the hay.

I woke up hours later when Bill was getting ready to go to work and while his was in the other room, his alarm went off a few feet away from my ears. Somehow I managed to switch it off without smashing it to bits. A few minutes later, Bill was kissing me goodbye for the day as I lay there trying to get back to sleep.

It was relatively successful as I eventually got out of bed around 10:00, later than I anticipated. I shuffled about, made some coffee and showered. After a cup of coffee I decided to head out. I walked up to Washington Street and got some bagels and the paper, then headed over to the bibliothèque to pick up some things that were on hold.

I forgot the Patti Smith book at home and figured I would drop it off later in the day or tomorrow. I picked up The Dead, a movie on DVD directed by John Huston, starring Angelica Huston, based on a James Joyce short story in his book, Dubliners.

After the bibliothèque, it was off to the supermarket. A visit to the dry cleaners was not needed since the shirts I dropped off, were picked up and paid for by Bill. He loves taking care of me. It’s quite a nice position to be in. I came home, had some breakfast and watched The Dead. It was as I expected, a very good DVD, and I believe it was John Huston’s last movie.

I also packed up and left at the curb several empty boxes of cigars. I accumulated quite a bit and was only hanging onto them in anticipation of a gate sale. That usually occurs in the warmer months and since we’re starting the colder months, rather that keep them stacked up it was time to get them out.

All in all I left the apartment twice. It was too cold to do much of anything and I was content to stay in. It’s not like my phone was ringing off the hook anyhow. I didn’t have any plans. Now I am full of distraction, Jeopardy is on TV, Scritti Politti is playing on YouTube, I’m writing this.

I’m content but a bit anxious about going back to work tomorrow. No particular reason but this is how insidious the retail experience is. It really takes a lot out of you. Of course it helps if the people or badgers you are working with get along with you. If not, then it’s perfectly arduous.

Tomorrow and Wednesday I am opening up, then it’s off Thursday and back to the late schedule the days following. It’s quite a drag but I’ll get through it and start a new search in January.

I've Got My Mind Set On You

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Just got home at 10:59. I am not liking the late shift but I can’t do anything about it as I am committed somewhat. I am very tired and it’s cold outside. It was another long day. I did not sleep well last night again.

Bill was home but I went to bed earlier than he did and then woke up around 3:00 when the CO detector went off. Nothing bad, nothing major, just the battery needed to be changed. Which Bill did today, or so I gather since the detector is back on the ceiling.

Right now I feel like going to sleep but pretty sure I wouldn’t fall asleep since it’s too early and my body clock more than likely would not allow it. I guess I’ll stay up for awhile.

I would actually not be writing this right now. But here I am. I was thinking about not writing tonight and simply writing tomorrow.

This morning I headed out for the bus, kissing Bill goodbye as I walked down the stairs. As usual I let the 11:15 bus go by, opting for the 11:30 bus. The 11:30 bus did not arrive until 11:55. I wound up waiting for about 45 minutes.

There was a couple nearby that waited nearly as long as I did. The male half of the couple ran across the street, leaving the girlfriend at the bus stop while he ran into Hoboken Daily News to get a bottle of water.

Then when he came back, the two of them went into a nearby boutique, presumably to get warm. The bus arrived as late as I mentioned and I got on. The couple attempted to get on, but didn’t know the fare and did not have the change.

These fools, standing nearby, not asking anyone how much the fare is, or even getting change for the bus. They got on and got off almost immediately. As the bus moved to each stop after mine, there was almost always someone else who didn’t know the fare or have their money despite the fact that they might have waited as long as I did.

People are clearly clueless. Hoboken is generally a friendly town, someone could have told them the cost of the fare, perhaps even given them change or pointed them in the direction of a place where they could get change, but no. They don’t ask, and they get kicked off the bus.

Of course with my bus being late, that meant that I was going to be late. I phoned ahead 45 minutes before I was supposed too show up for work at 12:30 and let Sean know and to have him tell Calvin that I was running late.

I hate being late. I hate having people wait for me, and I hate waiting for people. And now with a later hour for my commute there are a whole new set of dunderheads to navigate around as I trudge my way up to the cigar shop.

That’s it. I’ve hit 500 words. No more from me tonight. That’s it. Good night.
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