Work, work, work.

My hours at Walden Books have gone up because we lost one of our staff members. Not entirely sure of the reasons, but I have my own guesses. Effectively, there's three of us to run the store, while we have a replacement manager until this weekend until our regular, Jess, comes back from maternity leave, and we've still down someone until another staffer comes back from Africa.
And, I got a call from Camp about an hour ago, asking if I can do the historical presentation for the staff training. While I'm a little annoyed at not being asked back, my rage has subsided to something more useful, and if I can, I will, because I'm still attached to the place. Hopefully, I'll be able to convince Jon to start a research project on the place and work on a history of the place like I've wanted for the past couple of years.