Matt Rants and Camping

Wow, August sure hasn’t been a big month for journal entries. But that’s how it is when working full-time and pretty much the only amusement during the day comes from Matt, but his antics don’t transfer well into written text (i.e. the day he went on a rant about the lady who didn’t signal in her car and then got mad at him for it, I laughed so hard I cried and so did Eric. But it doesn’t look funny written down…).

Last Wednesday was so dead… between 3:30 and closing at 7:00 we had fourteen customers. That is just sad. We survived by making ninja throwing stars out of tin foil and playing hang man and would you rather and I learned how to make those sweet tiny stars out of paper. So at least the day wasn’t wasted.

On Thursday and Friday I went camping with Kim and Mark and Alex. It was fun overall but the night was so (so, so) freezing. Haha, our efforts in cooking were nearly all failed in some way on Thursday; the Shish Kabobs (who created that name and what drug were they high on?) were probably our greatest success, but they were a bit cold by the time we ate them. The potatoes were the funniest. We had them all wrapped in foil but they weren’t cooking so we mashed them all up into one big foil… they still didn’t cook and they looked pretty bad. But meh! So we decided to make stove-top popcorn and Lipton soup over the fire. The water would not boil and the popcorn… ah… burnt. Then our s’mores also didn’t work out too well, the chocolate wasn’t melting or anything. My theory is that our generation isn’t used to waiting for food to cook (microwaves, I blame them). But it was an adventure to look back on and laugh at!

We went on a few hikes even though I kind of loathe hiking. They were all way easier than that stupid Prairie Mountain though, so it was alright. The sweetest part was late on Thursday when we went stargazing, lying on the picnic tables and using Mark’s intense-strength flashlight as a kind of laser pointer when saying “what constellation is that?”.

I’m glad we only went for one night because it acted as a pretty good trial run, basically. Like… next time we’ll bring a steak knife, for one…

There were a bunch of new people at work today. New people make me uneasy. I hate change. I wish I could just work with the same great people for months and months until I get bored and quit. That is all.