Wednesday, my co-worker went to service the self check-out station. It was a paper jam of some sort.
He unlocked the lid to the receipt paper and he found two morphine pills. I said whoever stashed them there wasn't thinking longterm. The lid has a lock on it and the opening is short and very narrow.
I interviewed for a promotional position last week. I had my second interview this week. I was told that I should have an answer next week. This particular promotion would mean me working in the hood (at the same branch as before)again.
It feels odd, but I look forward to the possiblity of walking to work again. I don't look forward to the creeps though.
