Tuesday, January 25, 2005
The leading managers audited the minimart this afternoon. Before I became aware of their presence, I had squirreled around stocking this and that, grabbing food for people, fixing smoothies, et cetera in part on account of there being only myself to man the fort. The head store manager must have noticed as he gabbed with the big kahunas, for he commented in varying fashion throughout the day that I was working really hard. I know not what I did, precisely, but I impressed somebody.
I hope this means a raise impending.
Tomorrow after work I need to comprise a gigantic flashcard database with which to study etymological meanings for the bases and suffixes I have as yet not memorized for the Latin and Greek terminology class. The project will in all likelihood take an eternity.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:59 PM]