D.O.P.-T. (Wednesday)

[weofodthignen]

No, I didn't die from the presumed spider bite. It still looks gruesome enough to require long sleeves at work though, which is a pain since I spend a lot of time dashing to clean things / put things back in order / grab water for my dins / dump wads of money in the safe ... or unpacking merchandise, sealing the packaging, looking up the store code, printing and affixing labels, and stocking it so we can actually sell it ... minding a store solo is not as sedentary a job as you might think.