Oh it’s been a while but Bill and I are watching Lawn Hors d’œuvre SUV. Actually it’s on while Bill prepares to go to bed. I just got home a few minutes ago. Been an alright day.
Had the interview at 10:00 this morning. Of course I did my best not to be late but as luck would have it I was on time and pretty much sweaty. It was a short interview, out of there around 10:15. That left me with an hour and fifteen minutes to kill.
I called up Bill hoping that he would be able to come down from his office and see me. But he was too busy. So I took the train uptown and called Bill once again. I’m pretty sure the epiphany that I had over last weekend helped with my ambivalence towards this job interview.
I think Bill was anticipating my climbing the walls over the interview but I was pretty much nonchalant. Even more so once I got to the cigar shop. Marcus, Calvin and Bradley all in. It was a lackadaisical day all around.
It was up to me to make the bank deposit and I saw that yesterday was quite pitiful. I was relieved that I was not to blame for this. I wasn’t in yesterday. Or the day before effectively making this day, Thursday a Monday.
Most of the irregulars came in today, including Martini Basher. He didn’t have much to say to me but what he did say was relatively pleasant. Marcus heard about the incident with Martini Basher and my negative review and seemed alarm at first but I think he saw the humor in it, considering there was Martini in the back hiding behind a newspaper screen and enjoying a cigar.
The day was as remarkably boring as any other day that preceded it. A sales associate from the store next door that sells a lot of expensive and useless things that people don’t really need was leaving after working there for 6 years.
Her name was Elizabeth and after she got out of work she was meeting friends over at a bar near the cigar shop. Calvin suggested that I go over for a quick pint before he left so then he could go over and have a drink himself.
So at around 6:30 I headed over with Elizabeth and had 2 quick pints before headed back to the shop. Calvin was done for the day which was nice and left me with Bradley and Sean. Both helped me out immensely today so I ordered a burger for Sean and French Fries for Bradley.
Before I knew it, the work day was over. I headed out, leaving the cigar shop and headed down the avenue towards the bus terminal, listening to Elephant by the White Stripes. I forgot what a great record that is.