Saturday, October 7, 2006

She wasn’t at the store, I’m sorry to say, and Tom thinks we may’ve gone too early. He thinks more people may come in on Fridays after 5:00. It was closer to 4:00 when we were there. So we’ll go later sometime. Being Friday, it was more crowded and there was more staff. Except for one girl, they were all people I’d seen before, including Estella, who I thought was her for a minute. I’d never seen her hair down till yesterday and because she’s got the same thin dark hair, I thought it was her even though the length was off. Estella’s is to the middle of her back, but the one I’m after has it closer to the waist. There was one new cashier we’d never seen before, Olivia, whom I hope isn’t a replacement for her. When I tried to remember what her name might’ve been, Jennifer and Leanne came to mind, though I knew these could be names from nameplates I’ve seen on other employees in other stores like Fred’s. Ironically, though, I did hear someone named Jennifer being paged. There are employees who also work behind the scenes, so who knows if she was really there but just hiding in back somewhere?

We came back just in time to see this teenager I’d never seen before bringing a baby and a toddler to the swings. I was surprised as it was a bit nippy out. It’s freezing at 32º right now, though it’s supposed to get up to 64º. Anyway, I turned on the sound machine, though I never heard a thing in here. I don’t think they were there long because when I checked a short while later the swings were empty.

In a few hours, we’re going to hopefully find a notary working somewhere and browse through some department stores, too. It just sucks that it’ll be the afternoon on a weekend and not either late at night or during the week. Fred’s and Kmart are semi-crowded, but Walmart is always a zoo. The passports we’ll do in a week or two since we know it only takes 6 weeks for those.

The toilet’s clogged up again. That blimp better not be fucking things up with her shit again, but like I said before, they’re welcome to bill us all they want. We’ll just move. Still, we don’t need the hassle. If they do give us the hassle, though, we’ll really up their workload, that’s for sure. Leaving the place a mess is one thing, drawing with permanent markers on the wall is another.

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