the eighth day of august already, god damn. i’m lucky to work 3 hour shifts on saturdays, especially with everything going on with bagel right now. it was fairly slow in terms of in-store traffic, most of the orders are delivery on fridays and saturdays. i got to write a little, and even talk to mom and dad on the phone for 40 minutes. mom is going to cook all day, and dad is planning on going to uncle dave’s to help mastermind a blueprint for his patio. it’s nice to speak to them on the weekends. my mom has been worried about bagel so she calls everyday for an update. regardless if she calls or i call, or if bagel isn’t feeling well or not, we speak on the phone nearly every day.
and that’s something i’m grateful for day in and day out.
-ratha, 2:17pm, 8.8.20