Sobriety Blog Saturday October 11, 2025

Weight: 331.8 lbs ( 150.5 kg)
BMI: 42.6
Waist: 54 in (137.2 cm)
WtHr: 73%

Breakfast: Bacon and Eggs 
Lunch: Fried Chicken, Macaroni Salad
Dinner: Hamburger Helper Beef Noodle with cheese
Drinks: Salted Coffee, Kroger Seltzer, Sugar Free Monster, Sugar Free Red Bull

Sober Month 9 (Day 291)

I was scheduled to work 10-7 today so I didn't have much time to do much before work this morning. Of course I could have woken up before 8:30, but that's just the time I usually wake up. And being scheduled an hour earlier than I normally am just kind of threw off all of the morning.

Frustratingly I had forgotten my watch when I left for work. So I spent the entire day staring at my wrist trying to figure out what time it was. And wow a wrist watch really comes in handy when being a supervisor. It's not hard to come across a screen with a clock on it, but it is a lot easier when it's actually on your wrist. And of course I had to work a 5/3 split so I had to spend the longer part of the day without my watch.

The only strange thing was a guy in one of the motorized wheelchairs saw a sign in the deli that he couldn't figure out. The deal was if somebody buys one of the sandwiches they can pick up a 20oz Coke and a 1 1/2 baggie of Lays chips. What blew his mind was that our store didn't seem to stock any of the 1 1/2 baggies of chips, we only have the 2 1/2 baggies of chips. The lady in the deli kept telling him that we didn't have that size of chips, but they keep making them put the sign back up. We really can't do that deal because we don't have that size of chips, but corporate requires us to put the sign up. I tried to tell him that we do have a “make it right” policy so I would be willing to go ahead and change the price for the baggie of chips for him. But he was just flabbergasted by the fact that we didn't have the size of chips that was on the sign. He followed me around for almost half an hour chanting about how he was confused by the sizes of chips. He even called me down the chip isle to show me the big 18oz boxes of mixed baggies of chips that all had 1 ounce baggies of chips. Yes, the 18oz box of chips had 18 one ounce baggies of chips. No, those are not the 1 1/2 ounce baggies from the sign. The only thing I can think of is that we're about to see “shrinkflation” on the chip baggies and we just haven't gotten the smaller bags of chips. But somebody in an office somewhere just wants the sign up because there is a sale going on. But there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it at store level.

When I came home for lunch I was feeling nostalgic and I am off of my diet so I thought I'd go ahead and grab some fried chicken from the deli. I also grabbed a small container of Macaroni Salad (Although I cannot spell “Macarnoni” to save my life) I remembered the salad tasting better. I am glad that they went back to the old breading on the chicken, the one they had for a bit really kinda sucked.

Of course when I was driving back to work I was two blocks away when I realized that I had, once again forgotten my watch. At least the second half of the day I was just scheduled to be a checker so it was less necessary to have my watch, and the register has the time on the bottom of the monitor. I still kept staring at my wrist. The thought did come up that I was glad that it was the watch, and not the phone that I had forgotten at home. The couple of times that I had forgotten the phone at home I have a near heart attack every 30 seconds or so whenever I feel that my phone isn't in my pocket. 

Despite forgetting my watch for the second time I had figured that three hours of checking would easy money. But I was the only checker scheduled to work on a Saturday afternoon of the first full week of the month before a big weather change. About 4:30 a lady demanded to know if I was going to open any more registers. It did look like most of South Central Kansas was trying to come through the store, but no. We didn't have any more help. And she demanded to know if we had any more help. Again I told her that we didn't have any more help. I was the only cashier, the only carryout was out collecting carts because the lobby was empty, there was only one person in customer service, and the supervisor that was on duty was bagging for the carryout who was outside. We didn't have any more help. She demanded to know if we had anybody who could open another register. No, we didn't have any more help. After the fourth time or so asking if I would open another register because we only had one register open she shouted, "well obviously I wasn't going to talk to you anyway!" and she turned to the person in front of her in line and asked them if they were going to open another register. Man, that is an irritation of mine, even though I should be used to that by now. Whenever people ask me a question and I answer their question in a manner that they don't like they pretend that I didn't answer their question. And they'll ask me the question again pretending like I didn't answer their question. People around her were obviously confused as everybody else could tell it was busy, but she demanded more registers to open. And no matter how many times I told her that we didn't have any more help she just insisted that we should have more help. 

A part of me kind of wants her to complain about this darn cashier who was the only cashier and wouldn't open up more registers, even though he was the only cashier. But I'm also thinking of several months ago when I was called up into the office because I was "rude" to people. So I'm not sure how much I do want her to complain and exaggerate. 

And WOW I was getting "thirsty" by the time work was getting over with. But that stuff is expensive. I did buy some seltzer on the way home despite the thirst for the other drink. I'm still using that as the stand in for beer and it is working so far.  

I am on vacation next week, and I am looking forward to spending an entire week away from the screaming babies, and adults acting like screaming babies.