can i ever sit still? it was time for a mental and environmental change in my life. i really liked my co-workers at the last job but the boss not so much. he was always worried about the bottom line. he’d always be yelling, “we got to sell more beer. try to up sell at each table! move more pitchers people!”
ive seen how you people in the states like to drink the beer. but if he had his way you would all be rounder than the stanley cup! many customers told me your state passed a new motor law that was very strict on drink driving.
so i was cast in this unlikely role, i wanted to keep the customers happy and tell them they could get a scarborough suitcase much cheaper at the grocery store. but was ill-equipped to act because at the same time the boss was very quick to judge and quick to anger, but slow to understand. he would come along and yell, “sell more beer! move more pitchers! let’s go people!”
i had to deviate from the norm, so i quit that job. while i try to always be hopeful, i felt discontent. my apartment had me down too. the shower water came out like a trickle and sometimes the circuits got shorted because there always seemed to be a power cut. it is very hard to dry my hair with no power and thus no electric hair dryer! i like the feel of wind in my hair!
so i also moved to a new place. i found a great apartment by the theater which is perfect since i love watching movies. i felt the sense of possibilities right away when i saw this new location. it even has a parkade for my car!
my white-haired uncle let me borrow a vehicle to help on moving day. it’s a good thing too. i didn’t realize how much stuff i had accumulated. just from going to all the art festivals and third wharf galleries i had bought many paintings and art work. all this and my furniture had to be relocated as well.
in the hustle and bustle i neglected my poor cat, chairman meow. i didn’t notice he was very anxious about moving. normally he walks around with such a confident mean stride but he had an anxious look about him on moving day. his face usually shined with mean pride, but it was sullen this day. to make matters worse there was another power cut.
i lit a candle and was startled at how chairman meow’s features were distorted in the flickering light. his face seemed twisted and grotesque. i also noticed something looked wrong with my favorite craft purchase. i had bought a big wreath complete with real pine cones and needles. but now a good portion of it was missing!
i didn’t realize what was wrong with chairman meow but when he started making that cat cough, hiccup sound it didn’t register fast enough and i couldn’t catch the spit in time. it suddenly dawned on me my cat had decided to eat a good portion of my beautiful wreath! by the time chairman meow was done heaving it looked like a spruce tree had vomited all over my new place! so that is the story of this cache.
thank you to bill kolstad and the city of brookfield parks and recreation for permission to place the cache. that was right good of you!