About 5:30 in the morning on Christmas Eve Day. Nobody up but me and the cat. Drinking my coffee in front of the glowing monitor.
Christmas Eve at work, been since 4:45am. We were supposed to open at 5 but no one told the boss so I was 15 minutes late. We’ve had 5 customers already, only 2 for gas. These people here don’t sleep. Ernie waits for me at home.
Ignore the paczkis, I can’t seem to be able to delete them.
@cjcrew Do I HAVE to ignore the paczkis? I am all about that filled pastry life.
Ernie is just the cutest little button!
@AbelUndercity
Enjoy the paczkis! That’s from last year when I helped out at the bakery in town. Used to help them during the holidays and the night before Fat Tuesday. They have since sold the bakery and are retiring. They worked very hard, long, hours six days a week. They’ve earned retirement.
@cjcrew I used to drive a delivery truck for a baker. I believe it.
@AbelUndercity
This is a rural area, a couple medium small cities with a lot of small to tiny towns separated by miles of corn and soybean fields. Their deliveries went all over these cities, towns and villages. They wouldn’t deliver if the weather was bad, like the last couple days they didn’t even open due to the blizzard like conditions. The beauty of their family business was that they cared more about each other than they did profits. Never saw anything like it before.