Today was fucking special. I got a burrito on my way to work. Figured I'd pop in to throw it in the fridge, then pop right out and chill at the Sculpture Park for a few minutes. As you might expect, none of this is out of the ordinary. In fact, I do this so often that I didn't even take off my headphones while I was dropping off the burrito.
. . . Until the opener, Joe, caught my eye and said, "Hi, Ryan! There's no power." I texted Sapphira, she called me, we confirmed that the power had only been out for a few minutes. We then confirmed that the whole building had lost power, not just us. No, wait, it was more like the whole block. Joe's phone informed us that a massive power outage had just happened. The article said it would likely take a few hours to fix.
Obviously, we had to close the store. An unexpected day off! My plan was to stop by the pot shop for some chocolate-covered espresso beans and then watch the season two finale of The Flash. But no, I made it halfway home and Sapphira summoned me to return to the store because the power was now estimated to be back on by one o' clock, a mere hour and a half since it went off.
Long story short, this was my fastest close ever.
There are only two good things to say about the shift, and they are both really good:
a) I will be paid for the full shift, including the hour we were shut down, for the inconvenience.
b) Tips were stellar. $90.
Naturally, the pot shop had sold out of the chocolate-covered espresso beans by the time I finally got there. I got three dark chocolate & coffee bars (10mg each) instead. It's been a very long time since I've had edibles, which tend to cause a more intense high that also lasts longer, which clearly I fucking deserve after this day.
Which, by the way, was also day six of a six-day work week. Time to pick out my present(s) for getting through that. But not until after The Flash. Obviously.