I was going to blog about work on Saturday, but nothing really exciting or interesting happened at work. The franchise owner was there. She owns a lot of those places at least 5 in the area. I didn’t really meet her and was too busy putting toppings on pizzas to be formally introduced.

When I wanted to go to the bank it opens an hour later now. Of course he’s mad about it. But what can we do every business is having really reduced hours. Only 6 customers are allowed in the building at a time I felt like I was trying to get into an exclusive club. It reminded me of an old joke on The Mindy Project. Never mind this place was a terrible bank before the virus hit. The yelp and google reviews say so. Everything is just so slow there. Oh yeah and they made markers on the floor with tape to keep your distance.