December 14th, 2024: Happy 2187th Anniversary of the Purification of the Temple by Judas Maccabeus!
This morning, I went to the grocery store to grab some cereal before heading to work. While I was there, something odd happened: I found an iPhone left in the upstairs men’s bathroom. I decided to check around to see whose it was. I asked around with the employees, starting with the kitchen, but no one claimed it. I then went over to the bakery, where the Black lady from yesterday said the phone was hers. However, Lebanon made a distasteful joke about me putting "dick pictures" on her phone. I was disgusted by the remark, but I didn’t respond—because, one, I’ve never done that, and two, I once made the mistake of sending a slightly revealing picture to a girl I met on a dating app, and it had very bad consequences.
With it being the Christmas season, there was Christmas music blasting over the loudspeakers all day. Unfortunately, the playlist didn’t have much variety, and I ended up hearing The Christmas Waltz a total of 14 times in one day. For lunch, I had a prosciutto sandwich (and thankfully, they didn’t forget it!). After lunch, I spoke with Ignacio about taking home some expired sauce, and he gave me the green light! Later in the day, I found out that today was the EMT guy's last day, which was a bit sad. I had a bit more to do than usual for closing, but I managed to finish all my tasks by 5:55 PM. Unfortunately, I had just missed the bus, so I had to walk to a nearby bus stop and wait about 20 minutes for the next one to bring me home.
Once I got home, I walked in to find Enosh’s cousin, his cousin’s wife, and their 6-year-old son visiting. I was lucky, though—the son wasn’t one of those kids glued to an iPad. In fact, he had just started playing Minecraft, but it was, the way Enosh spoke to his cousin's son was like how you would speak to a baby, which I find cringe, because I don't even do that with babies, like remember the aunt that gave me beer when I was 20 years, 11 months, and 29 days old (yikes), well her second daughter's son was once over at my house once and I started talking to him like a normal person, unlike my sister and rapper cousin (beer aunt's youngest child.)
For dinner, Enosh made a tater tot bake and served us all three Old Fashioneds. I quickly drank my entire drink and then, out of nowhere, decided to walk down to the store to buy a bunch of ice cream drumsticks. While I was there, I spotted a guy who was an Orthodox Jew, which was interesting. When I got back, I proudly announced that I’d brought ice cream for everyone. We all had a drumstick, and the evening continued. After Enosh’s cousins left, I worked on the group paper and managed to add an entire page to it!
Song of the Day: The Christmas Waltz - Sammy Cahn & Jule Styne (1954)