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Today was pretty much exactly as it was yesterday, except I worked second
shift, instead of the first one. We hung out in the greenhouse while the
boss stayed in the main building to greet customers. She would call us up
whenever she needed help. I could practically copy my post from yesterday,
and paste it here, and it would hardly be inaccurate. The weather is still
crap, though it’s not as windy or snowy, which is nice. I thought maybe that
there would be just a few more customers, but it was the same. We keep track
of the number of people who come in, and the number of parties. Somebody
smart wrote a computer program that logs this stuff for us using the main
entrance security camera. It doesn’t have any facial recognition software
built in, so it’s not totally accurate. For instance, if you realized you
forgot your wallet, ran back out to get it, and then opened the door again,
it would log you twice, because it wouldn’t know that you were the same
person. Anyway, that doesn’t happen a whole lot, so we’re not worried about
any auditing issues. The total number of visitors today was nearly identical
to yesterday. I’m not good with numbers, but I like to explore trends like
that, to see if I understand them. It reminds me of how my parents would
always log visitors on Halloween. Oh, that’s right. You don’t have that
holiday in this world. It involves children going door to door to ask for
free candy. I wonder whether they still do that.
Ya know, I don’t think I’ve mentioned my family yet. Bulk travel is a form
of time travel, but I’ve not seen them in over 25 years. So if I were to
return to a point in their timeline that matches my own personal timeline,
they would be in their eighties. They could be gone by now. But again, the
timelines don’t match up, so I could also go back, and not a second will
have passed. Or I could go back to before I even left, or before I was born,
or before they were born. Heh, time, right? Back to the weather, why were
the numbers about the same, even though it wasn’t precipitating as hard?
It’s because of the roads. I always forget about the roads. It was really
bad last night—even worse than it was to drive while it was still happening
during the day before—so people did not want to go out after that. All
schools in the area were canceled, which is why the high school student who
works here picked up an extra shift. I think she’s my favorite out of all
the humans I’ve met on this version of Earth. She seems to be the only other
person who recognizes how unexciting it is, besides maybe those people who
answered my weird ad. Though to be fair, they didn’t appear to have any
strong feelings about the nature of the world. They were just behaviorally
divergent. Speaking of which, I should probably reach out to them; make sure
they’re doing okay.
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