Six More Hours
Tomorrow is my last day working as extra help for Marshall Fields during the holiday season. I work from 7 am until 1 pm. Six more hours, and then I'm free. Free to do what? I'll have more time to study. I can put in some time working for RMJ (who pays twice as much as Marshall Fields), and I can devote more time to doing work for SS. In all honesty, I don't like the job at Marshall Fields; the people are nice enough, but I don't like the work. I do package pickup. I receive calls on my walkie-talkie which basically say things like, "Anson, package pickup in luggage," or "Anson, could you go up to gift wrap and take away their extra boxes?".
I'd like something a little more intellectually stimulating.
Tomorrow night, I have two Christmas parties. I'll stop by my sister's first ... that's likely to end earlier. The other party lasts until. I'll need to buy a bottle of wine or a case of beer ... better ask the host which he prefers.
Another goal for tomorrow is reading more of Lion Country by Frederick Buechner. He's one of my favorite authors. Leo Bebb is quite the character.
I'd like something a little more intellectually stimulating.
Tomorrow night, I have two Christmas parties. I'll stop by my sister's first ... that's likely to end earlier. The other party lasts until. I'll need to buy a bottle of wine or a case of beer ... better ask the host which he prefers.
Another goal for tomorrow is reading more of Lion Country by Frederick Buechner. He's one of my favorite authors. Leo Bebb is quite the character.
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