Random Rants
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Got told by my Store Manager tonight that "an email" had been sent from Head Office and that I had to leave a note for my supervisor who is in at 7:00 tomorrow - apparently anything dated 22nd, 23rd or 24th has got to be reduced in the morning. Which will be fun… More worrying is the fact that we have a hell of a lot of stock dated 25th, 26th and 27th. Which will also have to be reduced...
Never ceases to amaze me, the suppliers know we are closed for two days over Xmas but we still have stock come in dated 25th and 26th.
Fortunately I'm not in on the 27th this year.
3 days to go...
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Was down at the cafe to catch up with my closest mates today, not seen in a month or so. He tells me his Dad's back in hospital, been there all week (so not good), then he tells me the doctors have told him that he's got maximum of a week left to live. He described further that at one point in the week they'd decided to stop giving him fluids and drugs and leave him to go out on morphine. It was over-ruled very late, so now he's on some IV fluids + injections of morphine every 4 hours, but is getting secondary doses every hour. Due to the way he is they can't let him self-administer as he'll do his heart in.
This has all come out of no-where, 6 months ago he was fighting fit as a fiddle. 3 months ago he had a bit of a scare in hospital, but had recovered to the point he was at home on no drugs at all. Now back in again and they're getting ready to pull the plug, within a week of christmas.
The 3 brothers are 22-39, with the father in his mid/late 60's. SO unexpected. Nothing that can be said to/for that.
2-3 hours later and I'm still mild shock. Life huh?!
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That's horrible Wade, my own father died in much the same way. From strong as an ox to dead in the space of a couple of months. You just never know mate.
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Ran out of gas in the generator … Son of a bitch
What do ya do without electricity and a busted foot?
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My trusty dog is too smart for her own good. She bypassed my wife's security system and ate Christmas Eve dinner. 5 raw game hens.
Typing this from the vets office where they are making her puke it all up.
Straight out of the movies.
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So far so good. I was stressing it all night, but this mutt must have a stomach of steel.
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God fucking damn it… There goes my Premium acct, and there I go uploading all that stuff to another host again...
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Somehow I managed to misplace not one, but two sets of leather boot laces. Dammit.
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Was down at the cafe to catch up with my closest mates today, not seen in a month or so. He tells me his Dad's back in hospital, been there all week (so not good), then he tells me the doctors have told him that he's got maximum of a week left to live.
To close this out, he died on Boxing Day with his entire family by his side. Far too young @ 61, but it could have happened in worse circumstances.
