He’ll always be Employee of the Quarter in my book, because if he’s on the floor and he sees me, he will give out a yell and run to give me a hug.
The night crew are so much more relaxed with shoppers, and I see the same shoppers there all the time. Including a frail old man who goes almost every day, buying just enough for the next day or two and never loads up on anything. Security is good, too. At least two in uniform and I don’t know how many Plain Clothes.
I decided to clean the pantry. I have found many arachnid friends, whom I have swept up with my vacuum, nothing personal, but they didn’t look like the sort I want to get cozy with.
Also a zillion packages of various dried chilis, because DP buys a new package every time he makes a sauce, regardless of what we already have. Oh, well, it’s only a couple times a year.